Weird Things To Draw Novels & Stories

I slumped down in my chair, letting out a frustrated sigh as I proceeded to my usual mindless doodling. It was becoming a habit of mine. I found that I had begun drawing small pictures of the black wolf I've encountered in my other notebooks. I had even started drawing a large one on a sheet of paper that was stuffed somewhere in my bag. I may be a neat freak, but I never seemed to keep my backpack in order.

- I looked him into his eyes. What were you doing before all this? — Nothing, basically. I'm not someone who had a sport to specialize in or some art, I don't do much for my life, really. - How rare you are. I laughed and nodded, he was right. — I like to draw, is that weird? — No, what are you drawing? — Of all, I like to copy cartoons, because I don't have much imagination to make my own drawings. I also do portraits...

Such a childish and girly tantrum. I covered my face. This was truly embarrassing. It was a good thing that I am the only person seeing this. I could not let Lucas know that I have such a habit before! This would be my secret until the day I die! "Mom, look here! I draw myself and mom!" My mother and I looked at the drawing book. There were two stick figures on the paper. The taller stick has long hair and a big smile with very long lashes that expand longer than the ears. While the shorter stick has twig tails and a small smile.

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.