This tale is quite sad, so if you think you will cry, do not go on reading. This is the story of Penny Bailey, a young girl of 9 with a great interest in collecting novelty erasers. She has them all! Some in the shape of animals. Others in the shape of food! And still others in the shape of electronics! Penny loved her erasers and displayed them proudly on her shelf. It made her happy whenever she looked at them. Her friends also enjoyed her out-of-the-ordinary collection as well! They bought her some as gifts and gave her some for no reason at all! Slowly but her surely, her collection grew and grew! It seemed like there would never be an end to her happiness until one day, it did in fact end. Penny lived in an extremely hot city, the hottest in her whole county! Temperatures ranged from ninety to one-hundred and two in the Winter time! Being Summer, it was even hotter. Now Penny had always taken excellent care of her erasers and left them on that shelf, out of the sun. Today, she was feeling lazy and decided not to put them away after her friends had played with them. “They’ll be fine for just one day. I promise I’ll put you guys away before I go to school tomorrow!” Penny exclaimed. But the next morning came and went. Before she noticed something unusual, it was much too late. Next to the window where her friends had been playing that week ago, lied a pool of liquid rubber. The erasers had melted. Penny’s entire heart and soul was into her collection of erasers, and now they were gone! She cried and cried and even missed a day of school! But there came that moment when her parents knew enough was enough. “Now Penny, I think it’s time to move on,” Penny’s parents told her, “They were just stupid toys.” That phrase hung in Penny’s mind for the rest of her life. That was the phrase that brought upon the downfall of the Bailey family. The erasers heard it. Even if they were melted, they heard everything. They were angry as could be. But what could they do now as a giant rubber pancake? Seeing as no one ever even tried the pick up the pancake, they resorted to craftier methods of removing the hurtful people in the house. One morning, as Mr. Bailey was making his coffee, he just happened to step on the pancake. He fell in the just the right position and got a face full of boiling water. He couldn’t see and ran frantically! He tripped, and landed on a knife that was on top of the rubber pancake. Mr. Bailey was dead. “One down…” said the rubber pancake. The erasers knew the next death had the be done quickly before Penny woke up! The erasers quickly rolled to the family bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet. It pulled out the biggest bottle of Tylenol and other assorted drugs it could find and rolled up to Mrs. Bailey’s bed. It shoved the mixture of medicine down her throat and she screamed and screamed then finally died. The only one left was Penny. After a quick stop, it came to Penny. Penny stared and looked terrified. What had she done to this monstrous rubber pancake? Why was is here, seemingly demon possessed? Why was it bloody? These questions consumed her mind and eventually she broke down crying. She remembered it all. It was her fault that this pancake came into existence. She was irresponsible and now she realized that the screams she heard were her parents. “Is this the end for me?” asked Penny. The pancake responded, “No, the fun is barely starting…” “Hey honey, is that little Penny girl afraid of lumberjacks?” said a neighbor. “No dear, why would she?” the neighbors wife responded. “Because I can faintly hear a chainsaw behind all her screaming.”