I died.
I died.
I died.
But then came back alive.
Mom took the phone away from me, for a day.
I felt like the whole world had collapsed on me and fed my parts to the spiders (I have a big phobia of spiders)
I'm alive now.
Anyway, this is an art project my art teacher had us do. All six sides then the cube. Our teacher called this our identity cube. ITS MY IDENTITY
