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Frank was a very angry ballpoint pen. What made him especially angry was when people shook him. That made him feel like writing even less. One day, someone bought a new, magical pen. It would write sentences for the young author named, I. Rite Books. I. Rite was a happy man who wrote nice books about the way people live. People like to live in big mansions with a roof with golden shingles and a picket fence made out of cash. Millionaires are the only people we see when we go on our camping trips to Mars. We like the red sand there and the purple lakes and magenta skies always managed to make me smile. I knew there was too much food coloring in the water and too much pollution in the water but I didn't care! The colors brightened up my day. But that wasn't even the worst part! Just as I was starting to get the feeling back in my fingers and toes, a great big dragon burst out of the tree and burned my fingers on the steamy, hot popcorn. It was delicious popcorn, but next time she will wait until the popcorn cools before eating it.