The Pencil

Once upon a time there was a man was going to go to a meeting. He wanted to look sharp in front of all the people, so he called up an office supply company and told them to personalized his pencils. He took the pencil to the meeting. He had the meeting, and he soon lost the pencil. While they were leaving the room, a man stepped on the pencil and it broke in two. The two halves of the pencil were left there, until they were swept by a gust of wind out the window, and into a nearby sewer.

One half stayed in the sewer for so long that it became a light shade of green. Pretty soon, it was washed up onto a beach, where it was buried in sand. Underneath the sand, the pencil found a dead crab. The pencil took off the crab's claws and put them on himself.

An eight year old girl dug up the pencil. When she brought it to school and brought it to lunch she accidentally dropped it in the school lunch tuna casserole. Which had just so happened to have been manufactured in a country full of nuclear waste. The pencil started to grow. It grew eyes and legs and tentacles. it leapt from the lunch tray and went to Gotham City.

Soon, Batman heard about the weird pencil. Batman found the pencil when it was scrambling aorund trying to eat a piece of bread. There was only one way to get rid of the pencil. He used it, and kept sharpening it, until it was only a small stub.

The pencil was destroyed.