Drawn

I come from a small town named Dims-Wood. Its firmament is completely covered in clouds; no one there has ever seen the clear sky due to its unending overcast weather.Many residents have chosen to leave because of its suffocating weather. Others stayed because they had no other place to go, and the remaining amount chose not to abandon their birthplace.I remembered seeing the clear sky for the first time. I was six years old, and Mom had taken me to see her sister in Provis-Ville.I also remembered how bright the day was in Provis-Ville compared to the forever dull and gray days back home. The cloud at Dims-Wood blocked most of the light, allowing little light to reach the surface.Mom instructed me to stay on the porch while she went in to talk to Aunt April. As I overheard her plead with her sister to take me, I looked into the clear sky. Too young to understand my mother loathed me for being the reason why my father left her, and she wasn't asking her sister to take me because she

"You're late, Ms. Lively," Mrs. Queue, the English literature teacher, said as I entered the classroom.At her comment, Connor, sitting next to the window, glanced at me and returned to his notebook.I rushed to my desk at the front and took out my notebook."The poems I'd asked you to write, some of you were okay, poor and beautiful," Mr. Queue walked around the classroom handing out our work.I was surprised when she gave me my sheet of paper when describing the person's poem, okay, and I saw my grade, 79 percent.I've never gotten such a low grade in my life. I have constantly worked on getting high grades in hopes of winning over my mom's heart so she could be proud of me and one day accept me as her child. Now this poor grade will not allow her to do so, if she was ever considering it.My gaze shifted to Connor as she complimented him on his excellent poem and handed him his sheet of paper. And I wish I'd received that remark as I watched him stare at his paper before inserting it

I never planned on attending the school's Valentine's party, but when Ms. Sinclair, the visual art teacher, asked me for help to oversee the picture booth they'd rented just for the special event. It felt good that someone needed me for something, so I accepted it instantly.Now that I've had a terrible day at school, I regret having done so.I put on a V-neckline, crimson red dress that reached below my knees, black heels, and a red shawl around my shoulders.I fixed my hair in a half-up and half-down Loose Locks hairstyle and topped it off with a large bow, also matching the color I'm wearing.To complete my look, I added some makeup to my pale skin and some lip gloss.I stared at my reflection in the mirror for a while, loathing my image, and I wished for a more beautiful one staring back at me. An image I was comfortable seeing.Mom was downstairs waiting for me. I asked her for a ride since she hasn't left for her night shift yet, because the school bus doesn't travel at night.Wh

I had a splendid dream of sitting on a cliff. The moon shone ten times brighter than it ever did on any other night, and beside me was the most beautiful being, a werewolf in his human form, having only my red shawl spread across his groin.One of his hands rested on top of mine, was so warm, and I stared at his face illuminated by the moon's sliver light."I'm drawn to you, Amara Lively," his lips slowly moved as he called me by my full name. I never once thought he knew.He then smiled, and it was a hundred times brighter than the moonlight.Finally, he turned his head to me, and I became lost in his glowing yellow eyes.I thought it was a dream, but when I woke up, I found myself cuddling his furry and gigantic beast in a cave.******It was time for me to go home after spending the night with him. I watched as he shifted into his second striking form. It was so fast that my normal sight was unable to catch up with it. I turned my back as he was naked."Ready?" I heard him, and I s

Today is cheer spirit day. It's an event where the entire school community comes together to show school spirit through activities like themed dress-up days. Its primary goal is to boost school spirit and create a positive environment for students and staff.This year, we're to dress as our inner selves-- the person we believe we truly are inside. It could be a fictional character you believe shares a similarity with, a family member, or some celebrity. I attend school wearing my usual outfit. A long-sleeved blouse, jeans, and a pair of sneakers. Not in the mood to participate.Two seventh-graders stormed past me, chasing each other, one attired as a pitbull dog and the other as a ragdoll cat.Some students don't take the cheer spirit day dress-up seriously, and just a joke.I met Bryson and his girlfriend Elena along the way as I was heading to my class.Bryson is attired in a bluish-white costume adorned with fins, and in his hands, he had a triton. Elena chose to match his outfit.