I work hard all day, writing, writing, and writing ever so long, always to go home to my family and friends. I feel my family's comfort every time I join them.

The end of work is near once again. My giant grabs me in his huge, firm grip, and puts me in my pencil pouch with my friends. "Hello everybody," I said to my family. "Hello, Timmy," everybody said back to me. The giant then took his hand and put it behind the pencil pouch.

But wait, it wasn't zipped up completely! My giant grabs the pouch and starts to flip it over. "No, no, no , no, please no, don't do this to me!" I yelled as I slowly fell toward the hole that was my doom.

One of my brothers tried to hang over the gap and save me, but it was too late. I flew past all of my friends and family in a state of shock. All I could think about was how I was going to perish in the world below me. "Goodbye," I whispered.

Noooo!!!!!

I hit the ground, the wind knocked out of me. Giant feet are stomping all around me. "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" I was so scared, I felt the color drain out of me. "I'm just a plain, white pencil now," I whispered to myself. I may have been white my whole life, but being with my giant made me feel like I wasn't any different than my family.

A pair of giant feet stopped next to me. I saw a giant face slowly stooping toward me. A giant hand grabbed me in his strong, heavy grip. I struggled to get away, but it was no use. He brought me up to the desk he was sitting on. "Let, me, go!" I screamed at him, but he couldn't hear me. He thinks that I'm just a regular, boring, plain, old pencil, I thought to myself.

He turned me toward his paper on the desk. Then he started smashing all of my beautiful lead into it. "Don't, stop, no, please!" I screamed at him, but he couldn't hear me, because he was too busy destroying my amazing supply of lead.

"My legacy is gone," I whispered to myself. He dropped me to floor, my lead supply gone, my dignity destroyed. I waited for a giant to step on me and get it over with, I have nothing left to live for.

A giant stepped next to me. "Yes, finally," I said to the giant. He was going to step on me, right then, right there. I closed my eyes and waited for it to happen. But it never did, because he leaned down and picked me up. 

"Put me down!" I screamed at him,"Don't you think that I've been tortured enough!?" "Look at me! Look what your kind has done to me!" He didn't even look down, instead, he started chewing on my flat-top, destroying the fabulous hair that I'd been working on for so long. Riiip I heard as he pulled it right off the top of my head.

"Why?! Why do you humans do this to our kind?! " I cried out in pain. He pulled his hand back. "Please, don't" I asked him. He launched me into the air at the speed of lightning.