The Story Of A Pencil And An Eraser

I would like to share this very touching story about the pencil and the eraser. It would only show or describe how a person make such sacrifices just to keep a memorable relationship.

PENCIL: You know, I'm really sorry.

ERASER: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

PENCIL: I'm sorry. You get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it, but as you make my mistake vanish you lose a part of yourself. Every time you erase it, you get smaller and smaller.


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 of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a  new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.