![]() ![]() I was still itching to get to the library and check out my favorite book. Rebecca’s parents were both lawyers, and she wanted to be one too when she grew up. You’d think my parents would have known enough to do the same.” “You’ve got a unique name, but even so, somebody could register it, and then what would you do? is already gone! I’m ten years old, and already my future intellectual property is being snapped up! Jay Z and Beyoncé trademarked their baby’s name less than a month after she was born. Why in the world would I bother to register a Web site with my name on it when my parents won’t even let me use Facebook yet?” “No, Rebecca, I have never thought about registering. “Have you ever thought about registering ?” Rebecca asked me. All I wanted to do was run to the library and check out my favorite book before homeroom, but Rebecca, my one and only real-life friend, was still talking about trademarking our names. ![]() In my mind, it was still sitting there all alone on the shelf like a kid in the cafeteria waiting for her one and only friend to come and find her. It all started the day my favorite book went missing from the library. ![]()
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