"It's dark in here," I thought to myself, "warm to." I'm lying in a pencil case between a red pen and blue highlighter. The zip opened and the red pen and ruler where taken out, I can see the roof of the pencil case I was stuffed into after I got out of a card bored box with my many coloured siblings.
'It's hard being green' you've most likely herd that from the muppets, I'm green. The muppets where on TV on the night We was put into the pencil case, it took me totally by surprise when it happened, I mean, my brother Sean warned us but I didn't listen, I didn't want to. When we where shoved in the pencil case it wasn't at all spacious there was already highlighters, erasers, pens, grey led pencils and a calculator. Not many days later we where sent to school, horrible place. We almost never got taken out of the pencil case, and when we where our heads where scratched across a cold white page. My brother Sean was most taken out, when he was having his head scraped I watched him through an openining in the zip, that only was closed when we where moving, when he was snatched by bigger hands then usual, snapped and thrown into the bin. That was the day I knew I didn't belong in here.
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Escape of George
القصة القصيرةWhat does a pencil do in a pencil case? Does anyone actually know? George is tired of living in a crowded pencil case witch will be one of his hardest adventures ever.
