Wednesday, 5 February 2014

Story of penknife

I am as sharp as razor, I can be used as defense against robber or other life threatening situation but I am dangerous at the same time if you are not cautious when handling me, can you guess what I am? Yes, I am a type of knife called penknife , I am owned by a teenage girl , her name is Sherlin, and she was robbed once on the day she received her work salary, and all the effort she worked has gone down the drain so her boyfriend, Kenneth, advised her to carry me whenever she goes.

            I used to live at a cooling air conditioned supermarket with other knives and kitchen appliances , but now, I am living in a lady’s handbag , squeezing with other things and having to stand the heat in there, and I am able to travel with my owner to wherever she goes, I started eavesdropping on my owner’s conversation with people , and I found out that she is an orphan , she’s a independent and strong girl with many sweet and happy memories mostly with her boyfriend, until one painful evening, she break down, because of a heated argument between her and Kenneth, and he was a very important thing to Sherlin, they were childhood sweetheart till now, Kenneth left her crying alone in the middle of the park, Sherlin was aghast when Kenneth wanted a breakup, she broke down and was on the ground , out of the blue ,she picked me up from her handbag and her salty tears hit me so rapidly that I feel like I am having a shower in salt water, I was predicting she was going to cut her finger only , I didn’t expected she cut her wrist and she was bleeding profusely, I was then covered in blood.

            She then posted a photo of me in blood and her wrist on social media, people called her attention seeker, she was then hurt even more, that’s when she cut herself again and wanted to suicide, her hand was covered in scars that looked like tiger strips , when she can’t take it anymore she screamed like a berserk to relieve all her pain and troubles, her scream alerted the joggers nearby and it’s lucky she was rushed to the nearest hospital, and she bled until she was in a coma due to the massive amount of blood lost.

            I was lying down on the floor and nobody bothered to pick me up , after some time, Kenneth came back when he saw what Sherlin posted on social media websites . Seeing his face expression, I know he didn’t meant to breakup and said hurtful things to Sherlin , and he was remorseful for what he did and he regretted giving me to Sherlin, if he didn’t gave me to her, this wouldn’t happen to her, well, he was at fault too, I can’t blame myself for being a razor as I’m created like this and not used for cutting people’s flesh. A guy who witnessed Sherlin being sent to hospital told Kenneth as he looked troubled about where she is and he immediately rushed there bringing me along and Sherlin needed the rare blood type which Kenneth also has, he immediately agreed to donate his blood to her even though he knew he would die, not immediately but he would die after some time but he was fortunate that one of the doctor found that there is actually a bag of the blood type which was hidden so he was saved and they get back together once again.

            Well, this is what all girls who is attached should know “He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be prefect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes. Hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry. He’s not thinking about you every moment and second, but he will give you part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy. Yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”