Pencil-“I’m sorry.”
Eraser-“For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Pencil-“I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.”
Eraser-“That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was Made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.”
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