Life from the Point of View of an Eraser - Noriyuki Matsumae

I lived in a stationary shop. I had a lot of friends in there such as pencils, color pens, scissors and rulers. Whenever someone always bought them, I lost my friends. I lived in there for a long time. No one bought me. In the day, a man bought me. A man named Nori. He is a high school student. I felt the strain. I do not know where I lived. He arrived his house and he put me in the pencil box. It is dark, but there are many stationaries. Someday he erased me. I will die. I thought it and I felt fear. This is a mission as an eraser.