Six drawings (gmw)

The fifth drawing

Cory held the sketchpad in his lap as he looked at the girl.
"I have your sketchpad. No one else has read it. I'm at the picture of the belt. I don't know what I'm going to read next. I didn't even know this man existed. You're strong, Maya and I didn't know how strong you actually were until I read this. You have a story. Quite an amazing one. It would be great to have a nice ending." He sniffled. "I didn't know. I didn't suspect anything. I'm so sorry. I'm the one that failed you. I'm sorry." Katy came back in and he left and went back to the waiting room

The fifth drawing
My mom was working the day we got back from Texas. She had gotten back together with David after they took another break. I entered the apartment to see a fire in the fireplace and David on the couch. He asked me why I had gone when I knew that he had been looking forward to spending that night with me. I didn't answer so he got up and grabbed my hand. He placed it right near the flames so I could already feel the stinging. He kept asking me until I said that I forgot. He pet me move my hand but then threw me on the ground, ripping my shirt off but before continuing, he pulled a knife out from his boot and cut my stomach four times. I have a masterpiece of scars on my stomach of the scars, starting with those Luckily, I don't remember all of that experience before I passed out. He put me in my room and cleaned up.

Cory was breathing harder now. With each story, it got worse.