'Plop' another marble dropped out of the boy's bag. The hole the netting had been there since a few weeks back but the boy did little to fix it. It has only gotten bigger and now, it is gaping. He watched the marble roll away. Down, roll, bounce, down. The marble descended the steps. He has lost so many marbles and was down to his last. What is the point of saving that one that just fell out, you can't play with only 1 more left. As he watch the glass sphere bounce off the steps, he remembered the first time he bought the sack of marbles. He took 2 weeks to save up for that sack and when he finally had the money to buy the marbles,he lost his wallet. Relentlessly, he saved for another 2 weeks before finally buying what he had desired. The sheer joy of finally obtaining what he had planned for continued for days. However as the days grew by, the less he remembered of the marbles. Day by day, until one day, he realised a hole was forming in the netting. Yet, he brushed it aside. The hole grew and grew and the boy started losing marbles. Initially, he'd pick the fallen marbles up and put it in his pocket. But, as time past, the less bothered he was. 'Crack', the boy snapped out of his thoughts. The marble had hit the wall and it broke. He was down to his last marble. The boy got up clutching the marble in his hand and went home to sew the netting. It may be his last marble, but he should never forget what the marble gave him. It gave him hours of fun. He decided that he will save this last marble and cherish it. After all, it stuck with him when the bullies came to steal his lunch money. It helped him past time when everyone avoided him. He swallowed the marble.