Ode to a mechanical pencil.

So long, dear friend.

We met in 7th grade,

I thought I was so cool

to have a real mechanical pencil.

You were there for me,
through the spanish tests
and the history essays.
The ACT
and AP Calculus exam.

You spent many hours
in the BYU testing center.

You traveled to Peru
and England,
California and New York.

You even came to
Israel.

I'll never forget taking the ANE Midterm
when suddenly
you stopped working.
Just like that.

If pencils could talk,
you'd have some great memories
to share.

A short video, in remembrance.