Ren the Pen

Moises Ramirez

Prompt: Create a short story where the characters are only inanimate objects

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             My name is Ren. I’m everything that begins as my ink touches the crevices of your paper.
You’ll find that everything about your authorship is my doing. I’m the reason you’re even
famous. I’m the point of singularity from which everything happens. You’re fated to use me
forever.
             My arrogance may be more than you can handle. However, it’s the truth, as I’m never
wrong. Don’t find yourself questioning your repulsion to me. Instead, ask yourself if I’m truly
internal to your work. Could you pull me away from putting your thoughts on paper? I’m a pen,
why wouldn’t I be? I am arrogant because what I said is not false. Don’t worry, though, as every
second you think is another added to my ego.
             Take your time, I’ll tell you why I’m called Ren. I spent my days and nights revolting
against the meaningless compact object. Just the slight usage fulfills the needs of many. A
fulfillment that lacks the creativity that I bestow upon people. My purpose is to rebel. Let that sit
for a bit because the thought of creativity rots away as nothing happens.
             Don’t worry, though, because that story about Ren is nothing but baloney. A lie from the
spilled ink of the many stories I constructed. In there, a boring well embeds the richness of my
created lines. Lines forming sophistications that suit my worth. The value adds to you because
nothing is bland, but maddening. You’ll find my work to be worth nothing less than the flattery
you deserve.
             Imagine a world that only I can give you. I’m already foreseeing the calling of your
name. Can you not see the infinite amount of available possibilities? Just one set you for life.
The many hypotheticals become reality as the lot calls you. Your name alone can bring even the

farthest sky lines narrowed as gold brims down. Do expect my lines never to fall, but instead rise
for which ceilings don’t exist.
             Please, my writer, don’t be tempted to say harsh words about me. For any words you say
are ones I write, regardless of whether it’s about me or you. We can both be companions in this
journey of ours. One with no devotion or lies, just a straight story. Where fiction becomes your
reality as I help change everything around you. Pull yourself into my madness; let it become you.
Don’t look away from me. The magic in the words you think is what I write. Every story written
by you comes to life because of me. My ramblings are the process that distracts you from seeing
who is really in control: you or me.
             Never forget that fact, for I will always be a part of you. A connection never to be
forgotten, as I’m your friend, Ren the Pen.