so .... please STOP worrying



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.


*maaf, tak ingat dah copy dari mana.. btw, nice short story -:(


Syukran jiddan ..sudi baca entry nie


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