Novel & Cerita Cute 3 Bff Drawings

I corrected, caressing his hair with a smile just before one of his other drawings caught my interest. “Can I see this?” I gestured to the drawing of the three stick figures that was beside his current work. “Yes.” “Thanks, sweetie,” I beamed, as I studied the stick figures, wondering who the three people were, although I had an inkling that the two shorter ones were supposed to be him and I. The third one was taller and slightly larger and I couldn't place a finger on who it could be. “Who are these people?” I asked, and he averted his focus from his work in progress to look at the drawing.

“Liam, why don’t you show Mr. Ethan the drawing you made? The one from yesterday.” “Oh!” The boy brightened, dashing to the coffee table. He returned with a folded paper and handed it to Ethan. Ethan unfolded it carefully. The picture was rough, colorful — a child’s imagination rendered in crayons. It showed three stick figures: a woman, a man, and a little boy holding both their hands under a bright yellow sun. His chest tightened. “It’s… beautiful,” he murmured. “You drew this?” Liam nodded proudly. “That’s me, Mommy, and—” he hesitated, glancing up at Maya before finishing, “—and you.”

Her eyes, always so bright and innocent, carried none of the pain clawing at my chest. “Mommy,” she said softly, holding the drawing out to me. “This is what I drew today.” I knelt down and took the paper from her, trying to keep my voice steady. It was a simple drawing: the three of us — me, Tessa, and Elena — holding hands, stick figures with big smiles under a sunny sky. Somehow, seeing it made something inside me ache and warm all at once. “This is lovely,” I told her, a small, unexpected laugh escaping my lips despite everything. “You’re really getting so good at this.”

"What does your new friend look like, Heidi?" Heidi proudly lifted her drawing. It was a crude, childish sketch of a very tall figure standing between two giant green trees. The figure was colored completely in dark gray and black crayons, but the most unsettling part was the face. Heidi had used a bright yellow crayon to draw two massive, perfectly round circles for the eyes.

The schoolyard buzzed with the cheerful sounds of children at play, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Liam, too, was eager to share his masterpiece. He held. up his drawing with a wide smile, his eyes sparkling with pride. The artwork depicted. three figures, and he eagerly explained his creation. “This is you,” Liam pointed to the central figure, his mother, “and me and Daisy,” he concluded, his voice brimming with joy and adoration. Eva’s heart swelled with maternal pride. She gently stroked Liam’s face, her fingers brushing across his cheek with love and appreciation.

I pulled it free. This one showed only two figures. Me and Sierra. And a crude red X across the space where the third used to be. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The third person in the drawing wasn’t a stranger. They were someone I loved. Someone I lost. And someone who’d just been erased. ---

She tried to call some of them back, but they were too focused on their drawings. Selene continued helping the kids. She drew a tiger for one boy and a unicorn for a little girl. The children cheered and showed their drawings to each other proudly. For the first time in a long time, Selene felt useful. She felt like she was doing something good.

We pass a few workers who move aside so we can get through, and my brother. "Can I see your drawing Fiore?" I ask Rose once we take our seats at the table. This past she has sat next to me with Elle on the other side of her. She was very adamant on the seating being this way. "Wook! It's me and mommy!" Rose squeals as she sets the drawing on the table. "And it's you!" My eyes widen slightly when she says that I'm one of the three stick figures. "Wow Rose," I mutter and look at the poorly drawn happy faces. But for being three years old it's well done. "That's very nice. What are you going to do with it?"

I said moving closer to where she was,s she didn't have to reply cause I saw the drawings seated at her table, they were excellent. There was a carving of a wolf and a baby and another with a wolf and a little girl and the last one she was still working on had a wolf and a young lady, if looked closely you would see that these drawings looked alike in appearance both the girls and the wolves. “ you drew all these?” “Yea, h I can't remember where I learned how to nor where I saw these images” I took the drawings and stared at them for a while and realized it was a trilogy, the different stages of both their lives like they were growing together.