Everday,every hour,I am touched by millons of germs.I did not like a single bit of it,but what can I do?My owner did not wash me,did not clean me,but use me whenever she wants to.She even gave permission to her students to touch me allowing the germs on me to triple.I did not like it but all of her students enjoy holding me real tight,allowing sparse air for me to breathe.
Day by day,I had to tolerate the noise created by my owner and her students,yes this is my job,allowing myself to spurt ink onto the whitebook every single day.No one thank me till this day,I am the one that brings knowledge to the students,without me,what would they learn?However,my owner is having all the credits to herself after all the work was done by me.By the days that had past,I know that my time will be up real soon...
One by one,I saw how my other friends(other markers) was being thrown into the bin after all that loyalty to her.She ditches us when we are of no use to her,she treats us like a king and brings us everywhere she goes when we are of use to her.Myself and the others,all knew that we are all only tools and slaves to humans,at least that is what they makes us think this way.Yes,we are just nothing in their eyes.
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