Willow being woken up with a scream, everyone in class turned around and looked at her, tears flowing down her cheeks, she grabbed her stuff and ran out, she ran straight to her car, panicking because she couldnt find her keys, as she remembered the principle had them, and she told herself "whats the use he wont give em back unless i stay" so she walked to the consulers office.... Told her what happened and the consuler gave her a pass to the art room, the only class she felt safe in, she sat in the back took out her sketchpad, she skecthed what she remembered of her "reincounter" ever since she was kidnapped she wasnt right, but she was one hell of an artist, but now her art got depressing, the art teacher mrs.hathaway stood behind her and handed her a flyer, the flyer stated "ART Gallery show case for students of west high. Student can put there best artwork in, and win prizes. The prizes stated 2,000 dollars, art diploma, big trophy, sent to art school, and your art goes public, it also stated there will be famous artist all over coming to see this to take on a young artist, and a chance to be famous" Willow turned around to her teacher and said "This is awesome" Mrs.Hathaway repiled "yes it is and you have to show case your art youre college level and beyond will please...." Willow smiled and shook her head yes and hugged her teacher, she sat back down and looked over the flyer, she had four months, she wrote it down and got to work forgetting about the bad......
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Torture
RandomWell you will have to read to find out....but its about a tortured soul im sorry if its crappy its just im slowly writting my zombie book and i wanted to update somethin ya know