PENCIL: im really
sorry!
ERASER: for
what?
PENCIL: im sorry that
you get hurt because of me. whenever i make a mistake your there to
correct it. but as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of
yourself. you get smaller, and smaller each time.
ERASER: that's
true, but i dont mind. you see, i was made to do this.i was made to
help you when you do something wrong. even though, one of these
days, i will be gone and you will have to replace me with a new
one, i am happy that i get to do this for you.and honeestly, many
would be happy to do this for you. you just need to find the
right eraser. <3