MY ART
The smoke slowl skid out my lips which were pressed into a thin line. Their eyes seemed to move with me as they passed by. “Hi pretty,” a black haired man said passing by.
After that sentence I felt my stomach hurt. It was just disgusting for someone as old as Plot to make that remark, especially to someone who was young enough to be his daughter. Something about his eyes seemed shady.
The footsteps approaching caught my attention as the cigarette on my hand dropped on the ground. It had to be him, Jack.
A familiar face appeared instead of Jack. “shit,” I mumbled pulling my hoodie up.
“Siren, what are you doing out here so late?” she asked, almost pulling out her pistol from her coat.
Shit April had just saw me. What was I going to tell her about being out at night.
“Hi,” I nervously said.
“You almost scared me you death,” she said with her with
AUTUMN BEGNINGSAn hour passed and I was still sitting on one
MY CRUSHThe loud unbarable yells and baby cries from down stairs were what woke me up from my nap.“Oh gosh” while yawning and stretching my arms wide open. I clumsily stepped off my bed almost tripping fr
BROTHERHOODAs soon as I got home I threw myself on the couch because of the way I was exhausted. I suddenly caught sight of the piece of paper on the coffee table as I reached out my hand and grabbed it as I noticed there were a few bank notes underneath it.“Please take that money to Mrs. Shem after reading this note” I read the note out loud.
FRIEND“Hey” I said.Apple turned toward me.“I thought you didn’t get my message” she said looking relief.I realized
DEADLY MISTAKEMy mother’s loud yell was what got me up.“Siren! Get up I want you to come help me today!” my mother yell from the sitting room.“I’m tired” I said softly as I moved out my legs from the warm blankets while I struggled to crack my eyelids open.
DEBATE COMPETITIONAfter Mesmick’s death I spent my days doing nothing except doing a lot of thinking, helping Apple prepare for the Local debate competition and helping my mother at the Rush’s drying and washing store.I suddenly heard a knock on my door as I slowly moved my eyes away from the ceiling I had been staring at for hours. I placed my sketch book on the bed then got down from my bed heading to the door. I pulled it open as my eyes widen.
MISS YELLOW COAT PAINTER, BROKEN HEARTSI walked down the crowded 33 Street looking at myself from the store’s mirrors. I looked terrible, it was obvious that I had been sleeping when Apple had disturbed me. My eyes had eye bags, my skin was puffy, my hair was a mess and not to mention I was still on pyjamas.“Siren” said a familiar voice from behind me.
FORGIVENESSI watched my reflection on the small round mirror before me. My eyes had turned red like blood and my throat hurt every time I swallowed my saliva. I dipped the corner of my towel on the cold water in the sink then slowly started pressed it on my swollen face and neck.If I was feeling such pain I wondered what kind of pain Jin had felt when they cut off his toes. The loud knock on the front door was what drew me out from my wild tho