Magical Pencil
We had another dismissal time. Here I am, walking down the busy streets without my sister by my side. I just miss her smiles, how she took care of me when I was young; and the way we argue on things because of my hostility. While I was walking, I noticed an old magic shop. I was in the same place where my interest was captivated. Out of the blue, events started flashing back to my mind. My eyes were caught by a charcoal pencil covered strange symbols. I was wondering what magical spell it holds. With this in mind, I bought that odd pencil and kept it in my pocket. As I reached home, my attention was distracted and I forgot that strange pencil. The day passed and school day began. I was at the middle of my art class. Our course for the day is to create a pencil sketch of a picture of a bowl of fruits. While I was drawing the picture, my pencil broke. I had to finish my work so I placed my hand inside my pouch. Groping for another in my pocket, I felt a solid object. I pulled it out and saw the pencil that I bought from the magic shop.
I made a mistake whilst I was drawing. I rubbed out the mango that I had drawn. At the same time as I was rubbing it out on my sketch, I noticed that the mango in the picture was gradually disappearing. I was astounded by the pencil’s magic.
I brought it home. After school, as I come into the street in front of our house, I saw a strange sight. My sister, whom I hate, was climbing a large tree on the front lawn obviously trying to save her pampered and spoiled cat. I found my hand was grasping the magic pencil, a strange compulsion gripped me and pulling out my sketch pad I quickly sketched the cat, and as quickly erased it.
The cat just out of reach of my sister disappeared into thin air. My sister was so frightened. She scram led down the tree and ran into the house and to her room.
I saw my mother beside the door. She was leaving for her job. “Stay put, don’t be a burden to your sister”, mother said to me. I went inside the house and saw that there was mess everywhere. My sister came down the stairs and said, “Clean up the living room, and after that clean your room”. I used my magical pencil to finish the work. I finished it ahead of time, so I turned on the television. While my sister was playing her piano, she heard the noise of the television. She scolded me for not doing my assignments. Using my sketch pad I drew and I erased her piano. My sister was shocked, she ran to the phone and called my mom and reported the disappearance and my thoughtlessness. While my sister was talking with my mom, I decided to erase her so that she’ll be gone forever. I missed my sister because she’s my only sister. I decided to erase myself so that I will reap my consequences. After I erased myself I was drifted to a place that I was not familiar with. The place was like dome full of things. The things were scattered all around. I saw the piano and all the things that I had erased. But I didn’t saw my sister, instead I saw a pirate. The pirate was grubby all over; his face was as fuming as a lion. He chased me throughout the dome. I drew the pirate and tried to erase it. The pirate temporary disappears but suddenly appears on a different position. I also tried to erase myself but I was transported to a different position. An idea formed in my mind that the person who holds the supernatural pencil will not be wiped away forever. Temporarily, I saw my sister. She was impounded on a large steel cage. I erased the cage and saved my sister. Now my only problem is how to get out of the dreary place. In a little while, I thought of an idea. I drew the dome and embrace my sister as I erase the picture. The dome was emptied an all I can see was a pallid place. But in the middle of this empty place we saw a door. We rush to the door, assuming that it was the way out. As I we woke up, we saw our house. We were happy that day and I reconciled with my sister. I realized how she was so exceptional to me. From that day onwards, I was a changed person. And now that my sister is far away from me, I just want to bring back the times that I had lost spending with her. After two months my sister was married and left our house. I really wish I can bring back those time. I guess, I would buy a time machine from this shop. Oh well, never mind, it may have a consequence. I looked into the sky and thanked God for what he has done in my life.