Why does Aunt Sharon acted weirdly lately? That perplexed Anna and kept her quiet all day.
"Maybe, maybe I was wrong."
The scent of her red rose filled her room. She took her drawing pad and started to draw a flower. A flower that originally came from her mind. Something that's like special.
She was about to paint red on it when she heard a small voice from her head.
"Colour it blue,colour it blue."
No, I'm not gonna colour it blue. Not a blue ,no.
The voice came rapidly day by day and sometimes she screams alone in her room.
