My Friend the Notepad Paper

Few scribbles on the yellow Notepad.
I scratched the last line, the event was canceled.
New plans are on order immediately.
More than half empty, I fold the paper to tear it,
"Stop!!" It yelled.
The paper spoke!
"Don't tear me. I am still useful. I have more."

I won't cut you short.
I promise you my friend, the Notepad Paper.