Dark Era 4
All I could think about the rest of the day was, 'Who is that guy? Why did I draw him?' I couldn't think why, I was just drawing. Just sitting there and drawing...
Katie called later that day and asked, "Where were you today? You skipped PE and Chem. I was really worried about you. You didn't even have your phone on." I just said flatly, "I went to the park, that's all." Her laugh was re-assuring that she wasn't angry or anything. "I should have known! You love that little spot by the flower patch... What were you doing there anyway?" I kept silent not knowing wether to tell Katie about the picture.
"Faith? Are you there?" she asked. I came back from my flashback of the picture I drew. "Yea, I'm here. Anyway, I gotta go, I have home-work." I hung up the phone before Katie could say anything, what would she say if I did tell her about the picture?
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Dark Era 3
As I walked down the hall I just thought, 'What's the point of my life if I don't do art?' I stopped in my tracks and stood there. Everybody walked around me, not noticing that I was in deep thought...My thoughts raced through my mind and I just stood there, not knowing what to do. I started walking again, I headed for my locker and picked up my sketch book.
Walking for the school doors I realised I was gonna get in trouble, but I didn't care. As I headed for the park, I heard this little voice go, 'Why? Why even try? You're just another wannabe artist...' I still walked ahead not stopping, I couldn't let myself give up. Another thought passed through my mind, 'Give up on what? What do you have to give up?' I let myself slow-down and walked through the park gate. I went to the most deserted spot in the whole park and sat on a bench. I started drawing, sometimes looking up. I just let myself draw. I wasn't actually paying attention, I was just letting myself go.
I looked at my sketch book after I felt my hand stop, and felt my heart jump. I saw the section of the park I was in, it was exactly the same except there was a man standing in the middle. I looked around, thinking I'd drawn this sub-consiously.
I realised that even if I had drawn in sub-conciously that guy would have had to crouch in that position for about 2 hours. I checked my watch, yes that was right, I had been here for about 2 hours. I thought, 'Who is that?'
Looking closer at the page I saw that that man was looking at me. Not that he was there in-front of me but he seemed to be looking where I was sitting, which was right in front of the little flower patch. I looked carefully at his face trying to figure out who he was, and in his eyes were love and peace. 'Like Katie's.' I thought. He was in this perfect natural pose, he was crouching in-between to of the flower beds. He was gently stroking a flower's petals, yet he was gazing at me. Looking peaceful and seemed to want to tell me something.
Why did I draw that? Who was he?
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Just Writing...
I wanna change the world. But I know I can't, I'm just in the middle of nowhere... Just standing there, knowing there's nowhere to go so why try? But what if there is somewhere to go? What if someone is tryna find
me? Where do I go when there's nowhere to go at all?
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