Pencil with an eraser.

Pencil with an eraser.

I have a pencil to write it out in a bar one day.
There is no end to how much eraser to remove the unit.
Stick a pencil eraser to a friend before that. They come and go as well do something together.
Is a function of the pencil. It is written that every time the eraser.
Function of the eraser is removed. It can remove all the pencil all the time.
Over time, many decades. Everything is always the same, until
Pencil eraser to say about that. "We said it does not already exist."
Eraser is asking "why".
Pencil to respond to that. "I said we do not remove it."
We argue that the eraser. "We do our duty, we do not."
The couple then split up.
I split up with a pencil eraser, but I can write anything you want it. But over time, it was a mistake.
I once wrote that it was dirty. I have scratches everywhere. My eraser is a charm.
The party split up with a pencil eraser, but glad that it is not dirty anymore.Enough time passes it back to life as worthless.
Because there's nothing to delete. My pencil is a charm.
Both are back again, this time with a pencil around, but a good thing. The pencil eraser, it is clear that the only
The advantage of writing a note. Pencils at first, but remember all the good and bad.
But it is time to remember, but I choose. Only the good stuff.
The negative is like me. Eraser at first, I forget everything. Both good and bad. But every time I forget it's dirty.
But now, after it selected, but not forgotten. Or is it forgiving.
So all the advantages of both, but things like friendship, is to remember and forget what may be some errors.

Little boy with the apple.

A long time ago. There was a huge apple tree was a small boy. People like to go there. And play with the apple on a regular basis.
He often climbed to the treetop. Cool the apples to eat. And nap under the shade of the apple because ...
The apple trees he loved very much. The apple tree loved to play with him as well.
Over time ... the little boy who has grown up. And did not play at the beginning of each apple. Today as before.
One day, young man. I came back to the apple trees again. But he does not look very bright to look stupid ... sad
"Come play with me here," cried the apple.
"I do not kid me. To play with her again, "the little boy who answered.
"I want to play it. But I have no money, "said the little boy.
"I regret it. I have no money ... But if you cool the apples of all sales. She will have money to buy toys. "
Kids have so many thrills. Before it was cool the apples quickly and left happily.
It will not come back here again for a long time ... the apple back to sad again.
One day the little boy back again. But this time he had grown up. Apple was very excited. "Come play with me like the" Apple calls.
"I do not have time to play with her complain. I have to work for the family.Now we want it back home. She will help me. "
"Sorry, I do not give her too ... But you can cut off my branches. Then to make it home. "
When they hear it. He was cut off almost all branches of the apple. And return happily.
The apples are delighted to see little kids happy. But the boy did not go back there again. The apple was back sad and lonely again.
One day a hot day. Kids in middle age, they come back. The apples are very happy.
"Come play with me like the" Apple calls.
"I do not understand. Because now I am old and feel very sad, too. Now I would like to cruise just to relax me. She was about my boat. "
"Use the remaining twigs. The boat building business. She will sail away and be happy lot "when they hear it. He then cut the remaining branches.And to build a boat. Then cruise to the ... Do not come back for a long time ...
The little boy was back there again. After several years away. Now he has become an old man already.
"I'm sorry my little boy. Now I am nothing to her anymore. I do not have Apple remains the same at all the "Apple said.
"I do not have teeth to chew it too," he replied.
"I do not have branches. She was not playing anymore. "
"I'm too old to do that, then," he is speaking lightly. "I have nothing to give her one ... the only thing left is my dying roots, only the" Apple said in tears.
"I do not want anything anymore. In addition to the area. Now, I'm so tired about the past, "replied the little boy in old age, fatigue.
"Well, it does not solve the root of this is a good place for her to lie down and sleep. I came down here beside me. And rest it on ".
Boy falling down to sleep under an apple tree with happiness. While the apple is too little sleep, a jubilee. With smiles and tears ...
This is a story of people in the apple, it is like our parents when we were younger. We like to play with them. But when we grow up. We back you go. We will go back to when we need something or have a problem. But no matter what happens. He is always there. And will give everything to make us happy.
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Gold box.

Once in the night before New Year's Day ... One of his daughters punished with the upset.
He was angry at the boy took the gold wrapping paper. Which are very expensive. The play, gift wrapping supplies.
He was just trying to understand how to decorate your home for New Year's Day only.
It is known that during the economic good of everyone, they are often upset about little things like this always.
But that's it. In the morning the little boy was still holding a gift box wrapped in gold paper to your father.
"This box of my father," the little boy with his father he genially
He felt ashamed of their actions on this issue is too serious to me.
He thanked her, gently, gently, with a gift box carefully.
Appears as a blank box. ... There's nothing inside it.
Your baby's father is angry again. He shouted to ask her that.
"This child did not know that I will give anyone a gift box. ... It should be something in it does not. "
The little boy looked up slowly to her father on Father's Saaึksaaืgn.
"But when I ... I put my gift to you and me. I kiss his cheek and put the camera. "
My feeling was soon overwhelmed. He lifted her up, holding the clasp The little boy asked his forgiveness, which upset some.
... That is sad. Shortly thereafter. Child's accidental death.
Later years. The people saw that he was also a gold gift box that is always at the head of the bed.
Whenever he felt discouraged or despondent. He picked up the golden box. Then imagine.
Baby come back to kiss his cheek again. It is for this reason.
My father still remembers the love of his daughter who has always had a lot ... just like that.
The most valuable was that he could have taken place. No gift box wrapped in gold paper.
The boxes are made of pure gold any day.
It is a sincere love for his daughter to leave until there is a separate box.

A young man's personality, it's highly educational. I have a career that is flourishing. The author confessed that he was gay.
I like to modify it to the author that he has not found anything else.
Parents would accept a gay relative of the well.
I agree that he is gay as well as his art. No one interested in the gay
As long as it works well. I would not mind. I hate the Forum.
And require the physician to be cured of the gay The author explains that.He has no faults at all.
Same-sex love interest that he did not make him different from other people who love the opposite sex at all.
This is not to his taste, do not. I think if people love and mincing of the opposite sex is normal.
If homosexuals were considered abnormal only by default.
He objected that "it is not unusual that I do. I love it when women do not. "
Author reply, he said. "In this world there are single men, both young and old, hundreds of millions of people.
The women love a man, and I still love it as well. He was also fortunate to know love even the same gender.
're Better than someone who does not love me. The only love myself. "

The story begins in a woman.
Who keep their feelings to the friends of her mind.
.. Until the day the person is married.
She decided to tell it with him.
And then ... I think it's a joke he had ever heard.
The story of one man.
Who do not say that he loved his wife much.
Until her loved ones had died.
.. And even today he continues to watch the flowers placed at her grave every day.
Card filled with kiss marks and the words "I love you."
.. She will be able to recognize it? ??...
This is the story of a girl.
To the warm embrace of her father.
But she was too shy to say it out.
Until his last day. Can not have a chance to embrace her again.
More stories like this. Occur every other day.
You know .. that is how the events of yesterday.
But you know you can do that. The story of the future will be like?
And to think .. what say you never utter.
You will wait until the last day .. the end .. with no chance to say it to me??
Do not wait ... ..
Just say out of mind.
"I love you."

When you came into the world, she held you in her arms.
You thanked her by wailing like a banshee.
When you're born in this world. I hold you in Agamak. Thank you, she was crying.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were a child, she entered the rice and water for you. Thank you both night and day fussing with her.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 2 years old she taught you to walk. You thank her by running away when she called for.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.
When you were 3 years old, I do everything for you with love. You thank her by throwing a plate floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you crayons. You thank her by coloring the dining table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you to do it. You thank her for making it such a sloppy mud.
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!".
When you were 6 years old, she went to send you to school. You thank her by screaming, "The Ameap!".
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a ball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window.
When you were 7 years old, she bought a ball for you. Thank you to her by a neighbor's window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 8 years old she bought ice cream for you. You thank her for doing it six sloppy throughout.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When the age of 9 years she taught piano for you. You thank her by never even be repaired.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer.
to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 10 years old she drove you all day. The ball field, gym, they get their birthday party.
You thank her by jumping out of the car. Without even turning around to look at.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 11 years old, she takes you and your friends to watch movies. Thank you for asking her to sit one row seats.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch TV. You thank her wait for her to go out first and then more.
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 13, she suggested that you cut to make it look good.Thank you for telling her that she does not taste bad at all.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 14 you pay a one-month summer camp for you.
You thank her for not writing a letter to find even one.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 15, she returned home after work. I once embraced.Thank you to lock her bedroom, locked himself in the room.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 16, she taught you to drive. Thank you for taking her car to drive every time you remove it.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

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