Day 3 第三天

铅笔：对不起。

Pencil: I'm sorry.

铅笔擦：为什么？你并没有做错任何事情。

Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

铅笔：对你每次因为我而受伤而感到很抱歉。每次只要我做错事情，你总是为我更正。不过每次你更正我的过错，你身体就会因此少了些。你每一次都会逐渐变小。

Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

铅笔擦：没错。但是你知道吗？我一点都不在乎。你看，我就是因为这样才存在的。我的存在就是为了在你犯错的时候帮你一把。即使有一天，我知道我会因此而离开，你也会让新的铅笔擦取代我的地位，我还是对我的职责感到很开心。所以，请你停止担心。我不喜欢看见你难过。
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.