autobiography of eraser in easy
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Oh! Its hurting ! Please , not again . Actually this is my job . Humans specially those naughty children , They pull me out of my home , my sweet pencil box and uses me and make me dirty . They also tear my clothes and throw them away , thinking that it is just a piece of paper but it is a valuable thing for me . Well , everyone says me white but I become black after my extensive usage . I also come in colors like blue , orange , black etc . my sizes are also different .like my colors and sizes , my jobs are also different like some uses me as an eraser but some uses me as a bullet . As everyone has an enemy my enemies are pencils as I have to erase them from paper , notebook etc. and they make my pretty face dirty Well , I seem to be a tiny , not tiny but small thing but one day everyone will realize that I am too important as a stationary object