The life of Pinky

Pinky was an unwanted lego. She was pink. When Pinky was born, she was even discarded by her parents. Now that Pinky was 10, things were a lot worse. She often got teased in her small 5th grade class, not that Mrs.Blinkly cared. You see, no one had ever even heard of such nonsense. A pink lego! Rubbish! Pinky wasn't a wimpy type, but she didn't exactly enjoy the teasers. Not that she minded them, but she was just looking for her own place in the world. Then one day, Pinky got a package in the mail that said on the front: "Pinky. I know how you feel so I jumped out of this little boy's box, into his room, set up a trap, and open the box to see what I got ya! - Aunt Red" Pinky opened the vast box and found the wonderful surprise: Her very own human! Pinky rushed around in circles, screaming with delight. The boy saw no movement and picked up the unusual lego. This boy happened to like pink legos. He sun bleached red ones in the window. Since Aunt Red's box was the boy's home, Pinky was happy to see her. She must have been bleached because now she looked like Pinky herself. Pinky lived here with Aunt Red for the rest of her life(until the boy accidentally let his cat chew her up). And she lived happily ever after.