“May I sharpen you?” I whispered to the grumpy guilty pencil Scritchy.
“Well, I am totally not feeling delighted today. So I guess not!” grunted the pencil Scritchy.
“Oh, really? If you don’t let me then I will sharpen you right now by forcing you and make you totally sharp.” I replied to Scritchy.
“Do you think you can do that?!” yelled Scritchy.
“Okey, I will begin. Here is the tools and I will really begin!…”I exclaimed.
“Sharpen me, It doesn’t matter because if I am mad and fully angry this pencil will break and break…!” replied Scritchy.
“Oh, but I will try. Now I will try to write with this pencil. Why is this not working?…”I spoke in a annoyed voice.
“HA! HA! HA!, See imy feeling is bad because of you! Yelled Scritchy.
“Well… Well…, now I have to bring another pencil…” I mumbled.
“Then bye!, I will run away through the oceans and the forest and never show up again!…” roared Scritchy.