One fine day at Pencil high-school down the long hallway,2nd right,4th locker stood Cara the pretty but unpopular pencil taking a selfie.Cara is a pencil,and is obsessed about her appearance,but she isn't a ppp(pretty popular pencil) yet everyone knows her.
I hate vannesa
Cara's life is great really ,she gets good grades,her teachers like her,ETC."There is just one problem,"Cara starts"a problem named Vannesa,calling her a mean pencil is okay;she is a killer snake in hoop earrings and high heels.she knows just the way to make my day terrible!"still there is 1 thing that makes Cara's life happy..Ana her best friend.Ana is addicted to any game that has to do with a ball.Cara's life is safe with Ana.Now lets hear Cara's story from Cara herself.
Later I walk down to math as I see commotion in the hall."Watch it loser or you'll regret it!"a very familiar voice remarked boldly with a hint of sass . No pencil should be treated that way!I thought. I barged through a few pencils until I saw who it was.you guessed it ...it was vannesa .I'm not going there now!The poor pencil looked like a mouse in front of a lion.
It was lunch time and I was so hungry I could eat a whole stationary kit!I walked over to the vending machine ,as Vannesa strutted over to me wearing her cat eye sunglasses and prada handbag."Move it!"she hissed.She put in a gold coin and took out a Snickers bar and Sprite.Once I took out my chips and cookies I started walking over to the table Ana was sitting at,but Vannesa had to butt-in. she took a bite of her candy bar and threw it away somewhere.She sniped at me and said"you think you're pretty Cara?well you are U-G-L-Y."I wanted to snap back at her so I did."you think you are pretty.....well I think your lipgloss addiction made your mind go bonkers you look like you came back from the clown circus!","you wanna talk trash about me then try looking in the mirror."
I started walking home ,Ana a few feet in front of me kicking a soccer ball.I thought about what Vannesa said,"am I really ugly?"I asked Ana."No you're not Cara stop thinking about it,"she replied"I can't do that !can you stop playing sports if I asked you?"I boasted instantly regretting it.tears started forming in my eyes,so I ran into the house wiping my eyes.I cried like a newborn pencil.I really am ugly I really really am.A knock interrupted my thoughts,"come in"I sobbed.Ana slowly opened the door,took one look at my face ,and rushed in to comfort me."I'm so sorry I said that but you really arn't ugly why should you listen to what she says?","A-a-are you sure?"u said unsure if I might cry again."absolutely,"she responded.
The next morning I met Vanessa again,"go home and cry Cara?"she said smirking."you know what VAnessa you are a spoiled diva why should I listen to you?!"I asked half annoyed."ugh!just go away" she shrieked walking away.Whew thank god I got rid of her.You know what I think I learned something .It isn't what is on the outside that counts it is what's on the Inside that does.