Personal Narrative: My Loss Of A Pencil

Most people pay little attention to the writing utensils they use. If they lose a pencil or an eraser, they will just simply get a new one. For a long time I have tried to be different than other people. I have tried to be responsible for every pencil and eraser I owned. I made sure that there were exactly six pencils and one eraser in my pencil case every day. I was proud of being organized and taking good care of my writing utensils. Eventually I became attached to them because they reflected my personality as a responsible person. I wanted to become the first person to completely use up an entire eraser.
Six months ago, I was working on a writing assignment. When I opened my pencil case, I could not see my same old eraser. I wondered where my eraser was, so I patiently started going through my book bag. I slowly searched through the small pockets and folders. Nope. Then I opened all my notebooks and binders. Where is it? My heart beat faster as I frantically flipped through every page of my binder. Nothing. When I carefully unzipped the last pocket of my book bag, I was terrified. I was not able to find the same eraser with a black dot at the center.
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I forced myself to take a deep breath and focus on the writing assignment in front of me. I locked myself in my room, turned off my phone, and took out a pencil and a blank sheet of paper to begin my writing assignment. After an endless minute of staring at the blank paper and counting the ticks of the clock, I realized I could not concentrate at all. Where is my eraser?! I started to belittle myself for the loss of the eraser. If I can’t even take care of an eraser, how can I be responsible for more valuable things? That’s not how I should