I'm a piece of rope. Yah. Yah. I know what your thinking. Just a piece of rope right? No. I'm no ordinary rope. I am a piece of rainbow rope! So let's start in the beginning of my life in the factory.
So I started off as a bunch of colored twine. And then a lot more pieces of twine and more twine. And I became a piece of rainbow rope! Then I saw my ropey friends getting sawed and cut in half and their twine was sticking out. It was terrorism by humans. They were horrible they even stabbed my friend Dave with a pencil. How gruesome right. Fun fact the humans were only 5. Rope doesn't do good with pencils.
