Pencil says, "Eraser, i'm sorry" =(

Pencil: I'm sorry....

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

Pencil:

I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake,

you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you

lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

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

day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm

actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you

sad. :)

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Are you the eraser or the pencil?