Das Hier #4


"No, Strothin, you're not the only one who's ever wondered what it is I've drawn. Members of my family have wondered the same thing. So I'm okay with the question. Well, I wish that others could see what is obvious to me, but there are no doubt others who would say something similar to me about other things." I said with a sigh as I glared at Skully who'd popped up out of nowhere and scared the life out of me.

Luckily, the life force of a Pencil is different than that of a human so I can't die of a heart attack.

"Well, that's a good thing. And I'm glad that I'm not the only who was doubting something what you've drawn." He said with a smile as he continued to to just stand there and look at me oddly.

"Yeah, but it's still a source of sighness. Where's your imagination people? And I know, there's people shooting back where's my ability to math like them and drive, but it's not everyone who wonders, just the exceptional."

"Nicely put Pencil." Strothin said, as that dopey smile of his remained on his face.

"What? Your smile is really starting to annoy me Strothin, so I think that I'm going to take my leave of you and go and draw, because what else does an Art Pencil like myself have to do?" I said sharply, not caring how I cam off to Strothin just then.

"Dude, why so harsh? I'm not the one who spooked you like a jerk. That's Skully, not me."

"I told you Strothin, your smile's just too much for me right now. And skully's going to skully so I'm used to him popping out of nowhere and scaring me. The smile? Not so much. In fact, it's giving me a headache."

Charles Petrie

Date
01-04-20

Time
05:25-05:59=34 Minutes

Word Count
304

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