The Pen

20 Feb

By Ella Bartt
8th Grade

The man sat at the bus stop, on his way to work. His bag was in one hand and his coffee was in the other. While he waited, he was sipping coffee and thinking. He then decided it would be better to write something down. The notebook was flipped open, words being written on its pages.

The bus pulled up right on time, screeching to a stop. The man got up, grabbed his things, and left. His pen sat on the bench still, left behind. Its ink had been used to write important words. Would he notice its absence right away? Or later? What had it written? He may wonder where it went and never find it. Maybe it was his favorite pen. But there it sat, abandoned at the bus stop.

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