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The Man and His Markers

Short story By: Wackydjssn05
Childrens stories



This short story is a glimpse of my other stories I have written, some are based on wacky characteristics of my crazy life, some are just waxky in there fairy tale way. This short story is indeed based on how I meet my fiancee and the unusual little things that came randomly about when we first meet. Its such a good little story that its wacky but true fairy tale that has more meaning than your original fairytale.


Submitted:Jul 8, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Once upon a time there was a man who had all the markers of every color you can think of. He loved his bright and shiny markers. All he cared for was his colorful markers, cause if he ever felt alone, all he had to do was open up his big bag and started drawing. He was very good at it too!!! Then one day they kept falling out of his bag. He was getting tired of having to keep up with the markers mysteriously falling. Till one day, when he was feeling lost and confused the markers where falling and falling and kept falling out of his bag. They fell so many times on that strange day it took him at least thirty minutes to gather them all. And people were just passing him by and was not being kind and wouldn't help him gather all the colorful markers. It made him sad. Then on that sad day, a girl came along and saw that he was having trouble picking up his markers. So the girl started picking up the bright colorful markers. There were so many that she was amazed by the colors. So the girl says to the man, " how about I just stick around so that you don't have to worry that your markers wont fall out your bag, and it wouldn't take so long if you had someone to help with all your markers." The guy looked at her and said, " well if you did that you will just be around me all the time picking up my markers," and then he looked at her eyes and told her, " I wasn't even looking for this help your offering me but it seems that I have been waiting for a girl to gather all my markers for me, that mysteriously fall out of my bag." Then he told her, " I will love you forever and never forsake you." And then they gathered there markers together one by one and realized at that moment that the mystery of the markers were not just falling out of the bag for no reason, it was the markers that brought them together that mysteriously found them and they had not wanted to find each other but love mysteriously found a reason for them to be together and they lived happily ever after. The End





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