Today, I lost my eraser somewhere in my backpack.
I searched through books, papers, and pencil cases, but it was nowhere to be found.
I imagined it hiding like a tiny ninja, playing a game of hide and seek.
My friend helped me look under desks and behind the door, but still no luck.
Just when I was about to give up, I felt something soft inside my jacket pocket.
I pulled out my eraser, smiling with relief and a little surprise.
Losing my eraser was a little adventure, and finding it felt like a prize.
Now I’ll keep it safe and remember that sometimes things hide in the most unexpected places.