THIRTEEN
Charcoal
I have a drawing pad about half as long as I am tall and twice as wide. It’s so large because I need a lot of space to draw the detailed drawings that I do. That sketchbook is full of my charcoal drawings. I love the soft, velvety look of charcoal...the warm dark grays and blacks of it...
I like drawing carefully shaded spheres and eggs, and once I attempted to capture my fish in motion, but I typically draw faces. Lots of detailed faces that reflect my mood. Sometimes I’ll just fill up an entire page with roughly sketched eyes.
For some reason I have countless pictures of a little curly-haired girl with tears in her eyes...all dated during my thirteenth year. When I draw her I press so hard on my charcoal pencil that half of it crumbles to dust. The dust smears over my drawing...and ruins it...
Well, I guess that’s charcoal for you...
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Spectrum
Teen Fiction>>>>TRIGGER WARNING<<<< Alanna Moore has been the ugly, fat girl for as long as she can remember. Evelyn Pry is slim, trim, and beautiful. Who better to ask for advice? Evelyn tells her to eat less. And Alanna realizes that starving herself isn't so...
