As Steven picks up the pair of scissors
from the store, he knew it was
the one. No other pair has attracted
him like this one had.
"He's going to buy me. I can finally
leave this store." The pair of
scissors was thinking.
When Steven got home, he looked
at the pair of scissors and
thought about when he will
be the first time using
it. Very soon, Steven thinks.
"I'm going to keep you
forever. You will be my only
one."
"You know you like it." My
friend Lavin said. She knows
me too well.
