Taking Off Your Mask

A Reason for Broken Wings Part One

When we were done with the morning stream, Cry drove me home. We hugged goodbye, and he drove off.

I walked in and set everything by the door. I walked upstairs and watched tv with Rue in my hands. I sat in my bed, not really paying attention to the show. In finally living at home. It somehow feels like something is missing. I have no one to talk to other than Rue. I feel like my depression is having a bigger influence than ever. I want to find a college, but I have no idea of what to take.

I've always wanted to go to an art school. Art has always been my passion. It was always my favorite class to go to in middle and elementary. I want to get into animation, but at the same time game design is something that sounds really interesting. This has always been the source of my anxiety at home.

I found a couple of schools that I can take online easily. I've also been looking for jobs so I can even pay for school.

I looked online for jobs at the mall. There was one job in particular that caught my attention. It was the same cafe where Cry and I first met. I opened their website and searched for the job requirements.

At the top of the website the words "Cafe Chaude" ( Hot Coffee bc ik any names :/). I quickly filled out an application and sent it to the cafe.

I started drawing soon after. It was a mother fox, protecting her pups. The first outline took about 30 minutes. I mixed up the drawing styles of about 4 references and added my own personal touch. For the next outline, it took me 15 minutes. I then started coloring it, which is actually really rare for me.

I recorded the process of me drawing to upload to youtube. I figured I might as well. I have a channel that has a decent amount of people subscribed, and by decent amount I mean around five hundred. That is actually the most amount of people that I have ever seen on my social media.

I've always wanted my work to be noticed, but I never really think of youtube as a place where my work could be noticed. I usually think of it as a place where people can entertain you. I don't even think of people making money off their content.
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By five I had gotten all of my projects that I wanted to do today done. I even got started on a script for a mini animation that I have always wanted to start.

I started to get really bored. I didn't want to watch anything, read, draw, or just lay in bed. I called my grandmother, who lived around fifteen minutes away, and asked her if she wanted to go to the mall with my cousin.

She quickly drove over to the apartments and drove to the mall. I had bought quite a lot of clothes, as well as a couple things for my cousin.
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(a/n)
I'm sorry I haven't been updating lately. I'll try to put part two up as soon as I can. I've just not had lots of to write anything.