One day, in Manhattan, a boy was busy drawing. It may have been noisy outside, but in his apartment, everything was quiet. The only sound was the pencil scribbling on the pad.

He stopped for a second to look at his work.

"Mmm.... No." He reached over to the cup of pencils he had next to him, but because he wasn't paying attention, the cup knocked over, and all the pencils scattered across the floor.

He happened to notice a multi-colored pencil in front of him. Fascinated, he picked it up.

It was shiny, like a crystal. All the colors of the rainbow were on it. It looked.... Magical.

"Whoa... " The boy said in awe. As he put it on the pad and started to draw, it was like watercolor. All of the colors spread across the paper easily.

After a few more minutes, the drawing was done. It was a drawing of a graceful princess.

The boy's blue eyes lit up. "Perfect," he whispered.

He stood up and closed the pad, satisfied. He realized he was still holding the pencil.

He looked around the room; it was dark, dusty, and abandoned. The only light in the room was from the sunlight.

"If only I could go to a place where I can be free... Free from all the noise and where I can restart my life."

He looked at the pencil, then at the wall in front of him. Absentmindedly, he began to draw the shape of a door. But while he started drawing it, the pencil left behind a glowing, rainbow line, literally creating a door.

When the boy was done, a flash of light blinded his eyes, and when they readjusted, they saw a rainbow door.

Slowly, he walked towards it. He looked at the pencil, then at the door.

"Wow." He gripped his pad, put the pencil in his pocket, and touched the knob. It felt.... Warm.

He slowly opened it, and walked through it.

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