Friday
I had been sleeping for ages with a horrific dream. Sapphire would never chuck me out would she??!? I shook the thought from my head realising that Kids had trodden on me and got dirt every where on me. The dirt had stuck to the mucasy slime in my body.
Instead of a green dinosaur I was a brown dinosaur.
The nest had fallen on top of me covering me in more mucasy slime. And no I know what your thinking. No the baby's didn't die, them and the mum moved into one of our teachers Afro hairstyles. Even they had abandoned bill spiky.
I got up on my stubby little feet and ate some of the mucus.
It actually tasted like candy canes and bananas. It was alright. What???!? I haven't eaten in days you know :).
I started to make my way to Sapphire's classroom. Knowing her she probably hadn't noticed I've gone. And neither would of the pencils, the sharpeners or the blu tac even noticed I had departed.
Aw well back to being being erased. I sung a song to keep my spirits up for the long trek home. 🎶lalalalalalalalalal I'm an elephant🎶
I finished off the chorus and stopped stamping my feet in time because something made me stop. A loud piercing bell ran through the school.
Recess.
All these kids came at me trod ding and squishing me under there black school shoes. Some kids even stopped looked at me and then squished me and ran. Then I saw something that lifted my spirits.
It was Sapphire
I looked at her hoping she'd notice me.
'Hey Sapphire isn't that your eraser you lost on Wednesday?' Her friend Skycat asked.
'Yes it is now I can erase my work again!' Sapphire exclaimed before picking me up.
She examined me closely. 'Ewww I don't want that anymore look at how filthy it is'
'Your right' said Luna, 'chuck him away'.
'Gladly' Sapphire said as she chucked the little green eraser named bill spiky into a bin never to be seen again.

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Who gives a damn about Bill Spiky?
AdventureBill Spiky is an average dinosaur eraser. Apart from the fact that his legs fall off at the slightest movement. This story is about love sadness and how erasers feel. Also about banana flavoured mucus