December 10- Painted Pencil

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I moved my hoof back and fourth as I examined where the cast was cut off. I could still remember what happened very well......
"Please, come in, mis. Pencil." I walked in and sat on the chair. The room smelled like hospital medicines and sanitary gloves.
"The doctor will be in soon." I waited a good ten minutes before the doctor came in
"Hello. We're just going to get right to the point and cut your cast off right now." He said. I couldn't tell what object he had in his hooves but it cut through my cast like a knife. In the middle of cutting my cast a nurse ran in.
"Doctor! There's a patient three doors down about to give birth to a foal, we need your help!" She shouted. The doctor sighed.
"Good heavens every Pony is needing me today!" He got up and left quickly, leaving the object in my cast And me just sitting there. Eventually he came back and finished cutting it off. I was sent home and told to rest.

I heard a knock on the door.

"Hey pencil, its us!" I heard a muffled voice say behind the door.

"Come in!" I yelled. I heard hoof steps shuffle in and blue heart, peace trotter, and sturdy hoof came into view.

"What's up?" Asked blue heart. I had Something snap in my mind then as I looked around the room.

"Oh horse feathers! I need to finish my painting!" I whipped out of bed and ran to the canvas.

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