Imaginary story about pencil day

I am a pencil. My home is in the woods. I live along with my realize,father,brother and sister.I am made up of logs of wood. My family belongs to " Camlin".

One day a man along with his companions came to my home. He broke all of us into thin strips and he took us to a factory where we were made into pencils. Each one of our family members went into different boxes of pencils. I really missed my family lot. The next day we were taken to a stationary shop. In the shop there were many such pencils like me. I was too worried about my family members as we were all separated. The day's evening approached. There came a little boy who was aged around 5. He bought me and he took me home. He became my best friend. He was too kind with me. He took gud care of me. But every time he sharped me i was feeling so painfull. But i was happy that i was helping some one who took care of me. After 20 years,i'm still with him. In the corner of his desk. Now he's a doctor. He still has me. He shows so much care like before. He treats me as a living thing even now. I'm really happy,now i realise why god separated me from my family. It's bcos i've gonna get a much loving family.