One day I went to my pencil pouch and I found a note from someone angry and now I know I owe them a little respect. Always use your things or you will get an angry letter but don’t use them too much. This is exactly what the note said.
We need to talk about you and me! Nothing ever happens! You always use pencils and crayons but you never use me. When you first got me I thought we would be good friends, but I guess not! I’m always crowded in this pencil pouch that you keep me in. I can barely breath in here. You at lease could have taken me out for air, and why was I in a pencil pouch I’m not even a pencil!
Your angry x-friend Pen