The Pencil

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I was sitting in math class. 

"Can I borrow a pencil?" the girl beside me asks.

"Sure, let me find one."

I dig through my bag not really expecting to find one. But after awhile I pull out a blue pencil.

"Here you go!" I say politely.

"Thanks."

The End.

That was really my dream. No joke.

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