Her Crayons
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A little girl with something to protect, but she has to live with it now that it's broken...

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Her Crayons

She was drawing a picture of a flower during art class,

She was drawing a picture of a flower during art class, making it pink, as it was her favorite color.

The boys in her class teased her often,

The boys in her class teased her often, They would pick on her for her funny laugh,

The boys in her class teased her often, They would pick on her for her funny laugh, or pull on her hair,

The boys in her class teased her often, They would pick on her for her funny laugh, or pull on her hair, But she didn't mind.

She was making this picture for her mother back at home.

She was making this picture for her mother back at home. Her mother would hang up all of the little girl's pictures on the fridge.

So she continued to draw, filled with the excitement of showing her mother the drawing she's working ever so hard on.

So she continued to draw, filled with the excitement of showing her mother the drawing she's working ever so hard on. That is, until some of the boys came up to her and took her crayons.

They took her crayons and wouldn't give them back.

They took her crayons and wouldn't give them back. She begged, and begged for them back.

They took her crayons and wouldn't give them back. She begged, and begged for them back. But with every plea, they snapped one in half.

When they ran out of crayons to break, after they've had all of their fun, they dumped them out on her drawing, leaving a mess for her to clean up.

And so, the little girl went home that day with a box full of broken crayons.

And so, the little girl went home that day with a box full of broken crayons. She figured, next time she's around boys like that, she should hide her crayons, because they would take them and break them again and again, no matter what she did.

She didn’t end up giving her drawing to her mom,

She didn’t end up giving her drawing to her mom, instead, she crumpled it up and put it under her bed, ashamed to have even drawn it in the first place.

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