Chapter 16

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Maddie's POV

I receive a text from Liam at 1:28AM saying to meet him at his house tomorrow at 11.

I start to think about all that's happened in the past three to four days. It's all happened so quickly, and I don't understand any of it. I decide to pull out my notebook and a few pencils and special markers.

For years now, I've been really into sketching things and making art. I've gone through countless notebooks and countless pencils, but still none of them proved to be special.

None of my sketches stood out to me, none had feeling. The whole reason I even started to sketch was because I liked the feeling you get when you look at art. It means something different to everyone, and I think that makes it special.

I always thought that each piece of art represented a human soul out there, and God was just giving someone else the inspiration to represent someone else's spirit.

I always felt gifted to be one of the chosen raconteurs.

I just wonder when I'm going to find one of the people that's inspired my artwork.

As I begin my next sketch, I find my hand being guided by the thoughts of imprisonment and an extreme sense of sadness.

I see a young boy being forced to put down his toy xylophone and pick up a small ball to throw.

Before I know what's happened, I'm finished with the sketch, and my black pencil is much more wore down than any of my colored ones.

I feel the need to help this poor soul that I've been called to express. I feel the need to hold them and be a constant star for them to depend on.

I sigh and put away my sketchbook, going to lay in bed.

As I lay down, snuggled in blankets, I have a sudden realization.

That soul is Liam.

{hey guys! so I'm not sure how many people read this anymore, but I'm gonna keep writing it bc I think it's fun! so please leave some feedback on what you think is gonna happen and who your favorite characters are as I'll be adding some new ones soon! thanks for reading ily all!

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