Wednesday, May 27, 2009
- She stoled my pencil case. -
She stoled my pencil case.
When she stoled my pencil case, I got really angry. It's not like it was my favouritest pencil case in the world, but because it was my pencil case. I had it for quite a while. It held all my pencils and biro's and eraser and sharpener and colour pencils - it even had some coins for recess and lunch! Even though I didn't keep it as clean as it should've been, it was containing my stuff good. It never breaked, and the zip never got caught. It was a good pencil case. Until she stoled it. Maybe I took the colour pencils out and put them elsewhere, maybe it looked a little empty and disowned. Maybe I shouldn't have left it lying around. She was alwys jealous of my pencil case. You always want what you can't have. But in this case she got it. And I got a little sad. My pencil case is by no means in a rush to come back to me. Because I would never wash it. It had stains for a reason.. it had graffitti on it for a reason. I was not going to wash it off. So now its found someone who will give it a good scrub. Too bad... I really really liked my pencil case..
Childhood never lets you down does it?
-{ missing you 5/27/2009 10:49:00 pm }-