Anime_Geek1967
FICTION NOT REAL ANYTHING SOUND REAL IS COMPLETELY COINCIDENCE!!! ART AND PHOTOS NOT MINE< CHARACTERS AND PLOT IS MINE !!! THANK U PLEASE COMMENT
For those who hurt, who cry, who smile in anger and pain- The ones who long for comfort from their creations. Hurt the way you hurt, and bring your imagination to your heart. It may not be real but it's still comfort.
The sound of a pencil scraping against paper. A soft stroke. Rough scribbling.
All I remember is looking up at her. Her soft dark brown eyes, those freckles on her nose and cheek bones looking like stars thrown from the night sky... and those tears. Oh Those tears, I wanted to take them away, make them... nonexistent. Although I can't... because I 'm... binded to this... page. Stuck with that, that... perfect smile.
"Isaac, stop." A voice sharply states.
"I didn't do anything, Alec. Go throw rocks." I grumble. I honestly can't stand my friend sometimes.. But hey? She tinkers with his personality everyday. He's either rude or kind or wise..
Today he's just an idiot.
¨Dinner is ready!¨
¨coming! Just a sec mom-¨ I stumble putting the caps on all my acrylic markers, stuff papers back into my folders and try to turn off the broken lamp.
¨Dinner is ready. Come now. Don't talk back to me¨ My mom shouts in annoyance
I didn't talk back though? Why is she like this?