“Gorgeous Turquoise” is my name, and “helping children draw beautiful pictures” is my game.
One day, something wonderful happened to me. A beautiful girl came and bought me. She was even nice enough to take me out of the check-out bag, and carried me the whole way to the car. It was a bumpy ride to her home. I fell asleep a few times, but finally came to the house. She put me in a drawer and I dozed off. The next morning I think she pulled me out rather uneasily, and shoved me into what seemed like a bag. We got in a car and drove kind of far, and then we got out. She ran a little distance, and then shoved me into a cold, dark place. I realized it was a desk. The place where a crayon dreams of going.
Then came the day that haunts every crayon for all of their life. The day that their owner puts you in the dreaded sharpener!!! My day came when it was Jenny’s birthday. I was very eager to get it over with, and a knot was forming in my scintillating wax.
Finally, I was taken out from my desk, and put in the sharpener. Oh! As she turned it, I was crying with pain. It was scratching me. Taunting me. Grinding me. When my horrible nightmare was over, all my friends started calling me “shorty” and “small fry”. How I hated that day!
Then came the day every crayon dreams of. When your owner uses you to draw a picture. One day the class was having a drawing contest, and he pulled me out first to use me to draw the sky and water. I cannot believe what happened. I couldn’t believe my eyes! Did my owner actually win first place in the drawing contest? Did I hear the teacher saying it was because of the blue sky and the water?!!!
In conclusion, being a crayon is a hard and exciting life, full of adventures!
by Julian Dayton
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