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Me:*moving things so I can lay down*

My pencil: -w- *conveniently being in my hand*

Me:*goes to move my hair but almost pokes my eye with my pencil* Holy- OW MY FACE *holds cheek next to my eye in pain*

My pencil: awwww man I missed yo eye-

Me:*races downstairs past my parents so they don't see my cheek and so I can go check my cheek in a mirror*

The mirror: holy f- the hell happened to yo face?

Me: *runs back upstairs*

My dad: ._. Ok-

Me: *starts looking for my pencil who betrayed me*

My pencil:*is found by me*

Me: u damn pencil- u betrayed me u bitch- *yeets pencil somewhere away from me in my room*

My pencil: oh fu- welp I'm lost now-

My face: *scarred for life now* that hurt frick-

Me: q^q now I have a scratch on mah face-

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