Autobiography about a pencil.
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I’m a pencil. I was born in a big factory. I have names like Atlas, Mango and Nataraj. I’m made of wood and graphite. I’m thin and long. They wrap my body in coloured paper. After that they pack me into a lorry, and the driver takes me to many book shops. I met many friends like rulers, erasers, pens and colour pencils.
Some children love me but some children don't. Some children get angry with me when the graphite point breaks. When I’m short some children throw me out. Some children keep me in a box. Doctors, singers and engineers came to their current positions with my help. I’m proud to be a pencil. I love to help children.
Some children love me but some children don't. Some children get angry with me when the graphite point breaks. When I’m short some children throw me out. Some children keep me in a box. Doctors, singers and engineers came to their current positions with my help. I’m proud to be a pencil. I love to help children.
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Hi! i am pencil box ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ. I help many students in organization of their common use Stationaries. I am of different styles and colour. Students are very fond of me. They use to buy me in their new sessions. I can contain many things such as pen, pencil, scale, eraser, colours etc. But when I am used for a long time my color becomes fade due to which I lost my beauty.
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