Pencil: I'm sorry
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase 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 don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do... something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
simple story but sweeT...sTory i cut n Paste from sum1 sumwhere...tapi sebelum tdo semalam smpat pulak ku berfikir tntg cerita itu...hurm...cerita tuh boleyh berubah serta merta dgn menambah 1 watak...pengasah pensil a.k.a sharpener....=)
biler begitu aku rase nsb si pencil pulak yg jd mcm eraser...kdg2 da tajam pun si pencil tetap diasah...sampai mate nye patah tajam patah tajam berulang kali...sampai la si pencil jd pndek dan sampai mase ilang mcm tuh aje....betul x?
so...kalau itu yg jd...berbaloi ke ape yang eraser cuba lakukan..?membinasakan diri sendiri utk yang lain...mgkin nsb si sharpener jgk akan jd begitu...tp still mkn ms utk dia menjadi tumpul......=)