we woke up today dreaming of pencils. RED pencils. Not blue, green, yelow, orange or black. RED pencils. You may wonder why we are being so specific about RED pencils. The red pencils weren't writing pencils, the pencils where people. RED wooden people. Not ordinary people, weird people. Like none i'd seen before! They had faces, weird faces. Like they had no emotian. EMPTY, EMPTY, EMPTY FACES!! With empty minds.
This is the first time we've thought deeply about pencils. You may were crazy. But we dream about pensils a lot.
Now this is the end of our pencil book.
END!
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Hey everyone,
This is a random book me and bunny103 wrote over skype. We had such a laugh making it. Leave comments if you wish. We would like to hear your feedback! xxx
