Do you feel it? The crisp Autumn breeze coming from the west? As it shuffles through my short hazel, red umber hair. I'm standing motionless by the side of road in a thriving forest. I'm 15 now as I stand at a height of 5'5" with an athletic build. Given the name Sherii by a body of life(in front of me)that produces essence through art. This is where I was found. By a traveling man that had been driving for the past 2 hours in the early Autumn morning. As he caught glimpse of motion on the side of the road, he pulled over to investigate. The closer he came to the creature the faster he realized it was an infant no older than 2. Without hesitation he called 911 for the nearest CPS headquarters.
I understand now, why that had me bring the drawing pad, and how I was lost. HE hasn't finished me, I'm incomplete, an unfinished drawing is what you would call me. The day he took me out of his book, to see my personality, me in action, was the day I a strayed from his safely drawn woods, a barrier between the 2 worlds.
Well, I'm home now. I've found my true origin.
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Origin of Sherii
Historia CortaHello, name's BLuEy. This is my first story on Wattpad. So if there's a lot of mistakes, I'm sorry and please keep rude comments to yourself. If you do see errors help me! I would love the help with the grammar!
