One day I was walking to school. I heard a voice coming from my bag so I opened it up. Inside there was a pencil. The pencil was alive! I took it out of my bag and looked at it. The pencil then asked me.
"What am I?"
"You're a pencil."
"Where am I?"
"You're in america."
"A country. Don't you have a brain?"
"What's a brain?"
"You're very stupid. I'm putting you back in my bag."
So I put the pencil back into my bag and it didn't talk ever again. I was late to school.