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Hey there, Do you want to know a extreamly 

extroadinary story Of a handsome kid and his pencil? 

Well, You have came to the right place. So before this 

story ever existed I always have thought as my self 

as "debvious" otherwise considered as "naughty",also 

most people thoght as me as "Dumb" but I knew 

thhat wasn't true so I wanted to show them the truth. 

But then something took effect..so here it goes... 

Ready...Wait, have I introduced my self my name is 

Juan Gonzalez,and I live at 33 Blue Jay California. So 

the secret is a remarkable talking pencil. It may 

sound like Its doesn't talk or it's not even real but 

trust me it is. Well, ill prove you wrong right after the 

story. This is how I got the talking pencil (Bob). So...

There I was sleeping there safe and sound until I 

heard " JUAN GONZALEZ!" my dad screamed. Right 

after that I got so startled I shot of bed and whizzed 

all over the room looking around the room for 

clothes. Then I shot down the stairs in search for 

my dad and asked " What do you need so badly I 

asked, then I heard a big, Loud" BEEP" and I looked 

outside and saw a Round, bus which was filled with 

miserable kids. Then I heard my dad say" YOU 

HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL!" My dad demanded so. I 

was so embarrassed so I ran as fast as Usain Bolt to 

the bus, and sat at the back seat and figured to look 

out of the window to not get embarrassed.

After we settled at school (John Adams Middle School)I 

ran to my class where Mrs.Jenkins was smirking and 

probably thinking "Where I was" and "Where was I" So 

I took a huge gulp and reluctantly walked to my desk 

with my backpack" then my teacher said "Today we 

will be starting our day with writing"then, everyone 

said "YAY" with a fake and fading reply. Writing was 

my worst subject so I was worried about writing... 

After that I heard a soft peep coming from bag almost 

sounding like"I can Help you" First, I thought it was 

fake,but I kept on hearing it repeatedly so I peeked 

into my backpack and found a pencil which was 

unusual because it was supposed to be in my Pencil 

case. But then he did something even more 

unusual..........

I found a talking pencil. I flipped I thought I was 

going to faint after looking at the pencil. After that 

second   I knew that pencil was the coolest most 

astonishing, breathtaking and ,stunning pencil 

EVER! Once I started to write with the pencil, to my 

suspense   it gave me flipping and cutting edge 

ideas. Then me and the pencil mad such a true 

bond I started to call him Bob. Then I realized that 

Bob himself was a miracle. So I decided to write 

about him today. After I wrote that astounding, 

report on Bob I started to glare at Bob and finally 

asked him "How did you even end up in my 

backpack"?

Then I said again   "So what happened"?.Then Bob replied with 

a sob,"Well...Hundreds of pencils were gathered together, 

where 2 scientists began to launch a new project which was a 

talking pencil. But, during this operation, there was a specific 

procedure including: Special Graphite and the pencil must be 

irradiated to. During this process most pencils were up for a 

test. Each one exploded, it was a harsh day for everyone .But, 

then it was my turn. I was super frightened, then they put me 

on a conveyor belt which wasn't so frightening which put me 

through of getting new graphite (which everyone survived). 

After that we had to get   through being irradiated, 3... 2... 

1...BOOM!...I SURVIVED.

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