
What's the Worst thing I can Say?
Fifth Chapter
"Hey, can I see what you drew?" a girl asked me.
Terrified, I pulled out my drawing and let her examine. I watched as her pale blue eyes scanned my work and almost immediately, she curved her lips into a smile.
"I've never seen anything like this." she replied, whipping a small strand of blond hair from her face. She gave me a soft expression. "I must say, what an original."
"Thank you," I spoke with honesty. "You have no idea how much it means to hear someone say that."
" You must get a lot of compliments around here."
"No...just bruises," I stopped. If I made this turn in our conversation, it would go for the worst. " So you really think my drawing's good?"
"Absolutely." I then saw her looking straight at the shadow drawn into the scene. Shit. She would see the shadow. Of a person. Hanging. Themselves. Shit.
Notes
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He didn't cut...yet O:
2/11/14