Chapter 7 (The Drawing)

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(Connie's POV)
Mabel sat in the office chair spinning around the room as I unpacked my sketchbook that I had since I was 5. It was already full of drawings but It meant a lot to me so I brought it with me, I smiled as I placed it on the desk. Mabel rolls over in the chair and opens it. Mabel suddenly gasps and I look up to see fear on her face as she holds up the sketchbook showing a certain drawing that made my heart sink.

(Flashback)

"Connie what you drawing?" My dad asks a 5 year old Connie. "Im drawing my imaginary friend I see in my dreams sometimes!" I said smiling. "Can I see?" He asks and I nod. He picks it up and stares at it smiling then asks "So what's your friends name?". "His name is Bill I said." I said smiling. My dad hands the sketchbook back to me. "Well tell Bill he better not ever hurt you ok?" He said with a stern, yet playful tone. "Ok daddy I will."

(End Of Flashback)

I stood there staring at it in silence that was until Mabel finally spoke. "How old were you when you drew that?" She asked. "I was 5...." I said with a scared voice. "I just thought he was like my imaginary friend or something then..." I mumbled but apparently Mabel heard me. "But now your realizing he was real huh?" She said with a soft tone as she put her hand on my shoulder. "Yeah..." Was all I could say at that point. Mabel decided to leave and told me she'd come back tomorrow. I waved bye to my new friend and sighed as I held the sketchbook and stared at the drawing.

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