Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
. T W O .
[ARTWORK]
Old paint smells like dust.
If you've ever visited your granny's place and she has some old paintings, you may know it.
-
Gentle strokes against the canvas, several colors mixing, creating a beautiful shade of flames.
Flames.
-
Screams and cries can be heard as Winstons run around the burning building, trying to save whatever they see valuable.
A young girl, hums a happy song, sitting in a room by herself.
She's not afraid of the raging fire that slowly but surely consumes her entire room.
Call her crazy, but this is what she wants, to die.
She's have had enough of her family.
A strict mother that doesn't let her meet her friends, a father that isn't even related by blood, and a sibling who seems to enjoy her sounds of pain.
The girl's glad they all burned to ashes in the not-so-little incident.
-
I smile at the beautiful colors of the finished artwork.
A vibrant red contrasting the bright yellow against the dark walls of the house that resembles the horrible memory of the flames.
The flames that took away everything.
The flames that took away my freedom.
@twinkieyoon
