I love the thought of love. I have never thought about me finding love. I cant even find anyone to be my friend. How could I get someone to fall in love with me? The only way I could is if I became a total different person in my new school. But I want to see if it was actually my fault everyone said them bad things to me or if it was only that school. Today was my last day. I made a big seen. At first it was fine, but then I did the dumbest thing that I have ever done before. Dad knows about my speech, but doesn't know about the dumb thing I did.
I sigh and fold the paper. I put my music on shuffle and Helena came on. I smile a little when I pull out the canvas I have been working on for the past three days. I hang it on the wall, where I normally work on it. I sit and stare at the creature I have created with just a brush and paint. Someone I made up in my mind, sitting on a canvas in front me. I put the finishing touches on her. Looking at this picture makes me want to write her story. I pull out a piece of paper and start writing.
