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Ali Raza
Ali Raza
Habib Public School
I Am A Pencil
Published On Jul 13th 2012
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I have come from a factory to a shop where a boy has bought me; I am made up of wood. Sometime the boy's friends borrow me. The other friends make fun of me, they play catch catch with me. I say stop stop, please use me for writing and don't play with me, but they do not listen at all and I get a headache.
My owner also does not listen to me. One day my owner threw me out of the window but his mother picked me up washed me, cleaned me and kept me in a safe place, away from that boy. I am not at all happy with that boy because he did not take care of me.

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Laibah Nycccc 11 Laibah
Jun 29th 2013
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Jul 27th 2012

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