Hello I’m a pencil in this locker. The locker is a mess. He doesn’t clean it often. I don’t know why he doesn’t clean because I’m just a pencil, and I live here. The tape attacked me yesterday and I threw him out of the locker. I love Ben and Jerry’s. They have the best flavor, but I hate lime. The kid opened the locker playing on his phone; he’s reaching for me. oh god oh god oh god he has me. I’m leaving. oh god. please help me. help help help help help help help oh god please stop.
me: This is the best pencil I’ve ever had.
Please, I don’t know where I am. It looks like a classroom. He’s using my head to write. It hurts badly. Please make it stop. I’ll think about other things. Oh look. It looks amazing outside. I wish I could be out there so badly, but I’m stuck in here. Oh my god. My head popped off. I’m going through so much pain. oh god help.
me: I need to sharpen this pencil
Wait wher..AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH GOD HE’S SHAVING MY HEAD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH *snap*
me: Dang, the pencil just snapped in half.
