Blank Canvas [Wattpad Prize 2014]

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Dear Anna,

I visited the art room today, in the evening that is. I don’t want to attract any attention. Ms. Martins still has your painting hung on the plain white walls of the classroom. You’ve drawn and painted many other pictures but my favorite would always be the one you drew of me. I’m not a narcissist, trust me.

You drew me while I was drawing. My eyebrow was scrunched up and I was completely focused on producing a sketch that could match up to yours.

Did you know I’ve been sketching you in art class as well?

I like you, Anna.

You loathed your light blonde hair, your pale skin, your light blue eyes, your features, your everything. But I loved them all. Because they’re all part of you and I love you.

The art room reminds me so much of you.

I saw us working on our first paired project together.

I saw us sketching a portrait of each other without each other’s acknowledgement.

I saw so much of us and our memories together in that very room.

Why don’t you draw anymore, Anna?

Connor.