The Pencil Box Mysterious
“Oh man” I whined as I tried finding it. It was Monday morning; I searched to find my pencil in school, because I lost it by putting it in a place, where I couldn’t find it. I felt guilty and bad, I wondered what I should do.
The box looked like a rectangular prism with pencils inside. It was plastic and green. The corner of the box was broken. There were some erasers inside. I had opened it so many times that the snap had broken. I guess I opened, and closed it too many times. Some holes were poked in the bottom and top of the pencil box. I had gotten it for 5 points from AR.

Suddenly now, the pencil box was lost. I usually kept it my backpack but it wasn’t there. I looked for days, and still, I couldn’t find it. Then I had an idea.
My idea was to look at home, in the classroom, or lost and found. I found it finally in an Old backpack at home. Now I use the box all I want. I have enough pencils to fill it up.
I hope I don’t lose anything for now. I decided to organize my things at home, and at school. I wished I could sell pencil boxes to people if they didn’t have one.