Cry Now Smile Later Drawings Novels & Stories

I pouted. "Nope" "Fine then, if you don't wanna draw me then I'll draw myself" I said and took a pencil. I sat down and face sketch board and started drawing what's in my mind. I finished drawing and I smiled in satisfaction. "Look at my drawing" I said proudly. He turned around and looked at my drawing for a minute then he bursted into laughter. "Why are you laughing?" I asked with a puzzled look. "Your.. drawing is... beautiful" he replied amidst laughter.

But that wasn’t what he was drawing today. There was a picture of two girls—rendered crudely in crayon, but still identifiable as girls. One of them had short blond hair and the other had long brown braids. Their hands were on their faces and their mouths open in screams. David had drawn these as big black circles. A huge black shadow hovered before them, a shapeless body with red eyes and clearly defined hands. The hands looked like long silver knives. There were many drawings before this one. Lauren wondered how long David had been at it.

I picked up the next drawing, and paused. It was a messy picture of a woman wearing glasses. I blinked, then raised an eyebrow, pointing to myself. “Is… is that me?” Hannah nodded quickly, her fingers twisting together. “Y-yes,” she said nervously. “Is it good?” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. I pulled her into a hug, holding her tightly. “Yes. It’s perfect.” She smiled, clearly relieved, her body relaxing against mine. I continued flipping through the drawings, my smile still lingering, until I reached the last one. My hands stilled as I looked at the drawing of four people.

Tabitha’s POV We take turns sketching across the stone wall, passing the marker back and forth. We layer over each other’s drawings like we’re trying to outdo the last. Reed snickers while drawing an alien with three eyes and a meteor shaped like a dick. And then, there’s also something he claims is a “space wolf,” which I honestly think is quite cute. It’s the only decent thing he drew. We keep laughing until my stomach hurts and I’m wiping tears from my eyes. I lean over the narrow window to catch my breath.

“Thank you, Emma.” The other cubs crowded around, not wanting to be left out. Each one had their own masterpiece to share. Tommy had drawn me training with the young warriors, complete with little speech bubbles saying “Be stronger!” and “You can do it!” Lisa's picture showed the whole pack running together under a full moon. And little Max, only four years old, had created what he proudly declared was just me, Kane, and Zane smiling — though it mostly looked like three happy blobs. Emma watched from the doorway, her eyes soft. More footsteps approached, and the Beta pair appeared with fresh clothes and… was that chocolate chip pancakes?

I just cried too much that's why I feel numb today. I sipped on my cup then placed it back to its place. I, then, took one of the sketches and flipped on it. I smiled when I saw a familiar potrait of a girl. Her wavy hair fringes with her rounded face as her cheeks pops out, standing out and looking so cute. A shade of red tint covers her cheeks as her fair lips forms a smile. Underneath the portrait is a space enough for a signature where a familiar neat penmanship was scribbled that says your name. My tiny smile widened as I flipped onto the next page and to the other and another and another until the end. The sketchbook I am holding is just full of sketches with the same subject: me, and

Fair. Then Lily smiled. Reasonable. A real smile. God. Then carefully tore the page out. Fair. Everyone gasped. Reasonable honestly. The shock. God. The horror. Fair. Then she placed it in a frame. Reasonable. Immediately. God. Because it was perfect. Fair. Not because it looked good. Reasonable. Because it meant something. God. Then Peanut smiled. Fair. The biggest smile. Reasonable honestly. Then stole Adrian's pen. God.

Lina tried to change the look on her face so that Rosa, who had misunderstood her, became even more curious. "Why should She cry?" "Don't you know the relationship between Sazkia and Qomar?" "What's wrong with Sazkia and Qomar?" Lina tried to distract Rosa by wearing her face. In her heart She wanted to laugh at Rosa's question. Seeing Rosa's sad face when she said her words, made Lina stand up. She wanted to laugh, but it was unethical to laugh at her friend's confusion, especially at night when everyone was asleep. "I'll pray first, OK?"

I spat smiling with Justin. "Why not?" "You are bad guy, right Justin?" "Yes," we high-five giggling at our new form alliance. I was flipping our school magazine drawing a moustache and big teeth if I see someone I dislike. Liam and I decide to study after eating our food so I was going just that. Drawing is an art and I consider myself studying. I laugh at my creation seeing the big teeth in Sienna mouth. "Liam sees this," I say showing him the picture. Liam chuckles seeing the picture.

From the drawing, it's lunch break and students are milling about around me but I'm standing there, looking stuck and feeling exhausted from the healing process. My eyes are a muddy brown but my lips are stretched out in a wide smile. My shoulders are slumped but my nostrils are flared like I'm angry and my fists are clenched so tightly, it's like I'm trying not to go wild. Like I'm trying to rein in my demons. And I don't even remember this. “These drawings are incredible, Jeremy.” “I should know, I made them and they're called outlines.” I slap his chest playfully, “Show a little gratitude.”