~A story of Pencil and Eraser~
Pencil : I'm sorry.
Eraser : For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil : I'm sorry coz you get hurt because of me. Whenever i made a mistake, you are always there to erase it. But as you make my mistake 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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Did anyone appear in your mind after read the conversation between pencil and erase? Yes, i did..haha..Is you..No doubt =p
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Erm.. Parents are like the eraser where as their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistake. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt and become smaller (older).
All i wanna say is..
i LOVE you my daddy and mummy ♥
May we argue for entertainment and knowing each others more but not too often =p
Cheerrr ^^
nice story^^
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