Life is like a pencil.

A tool that has been use by different profession of people for

centuries. Made out of non-toxic element, graphite, and a mixture of grounded clay, enclosed
in a wood. Pencil has been used to draw pictures or to write something. Most pencil are
elongated in its appearance with a rubber on its head, which will serve as an eraser when you
wanted to correct a mistake.

Pencils are used by artist to create an art, a drawing for instance and life is just like a
pencil. You hone your life with different choices, and how you handle those choices is totally up
to you. Either you draw your life very good or you draw it bad.

Life always make a two types of decision, a bad and some good decisions. Bad decisions
sometimes lead us to heartache, betrayals, or any painful memories. And just like a pencil, we
can always make it right, hence the rubber eraser at the head of the pencil. You can do
something with those bad decisions you can correct them by erasing them and start a new line.
Same with those you committed mistake with you, the ones who hurt you, who made wrong
things to you, you will always have an eraser. Life can always forgive and sometimes forget.

Life is also like a stuffed toy. A very popular toys not only for children but also for adults.
Stuffed toys are made out of fabric design to be like an animal, cartoon characters and such
stuffed inside with even softer fabric to give a bulk into it or to form it to whatever it is design
to be.

There are lots of time that those toys will be loved or ignored, and life is somewhat
similar to that. Other people might hold you in a deep regard or will ignore you, and that’s life.
Family friends, relatives and what not will always have a place for you in their life, if not in their
hearts. They might regard you as one of those people who inspired them and will always love
you for what you are no matter how long have you been them in their keeping, just like a
stuffed toy. Others might have a deep regard for you in a start but after a length of time, your
importance and their regard will slowly fade away, just like a stuff toy.

Indeed, life for some reason could always be compared to some object. Objects that we
see every day and we touch every. And in this I see a life that could be compared to a pencil
and a stuffed toy.