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My friend named INK

December 13, 2016
By Anonymous

I love to draw, I have been drawing my whole life. Drawing has made me who I am but nobody wants to be my friend. I never had a friend before let alone a girlfriend. I always imagined in my mind what it's like to have a friend. I feel like i'm always trapped in a white box full of loneliness.

I started to draw an imaginary girl to be my friend. I would spend countless hours trying to perfect everything about her, her looks, personality, and mostly her heart, but no matter how hard I try I can't get the picture right. After school I went home to work on the picture some more. I started a new one from scratch. many hours flew by and I finally perfected my protrait but I need more ink to finish it. I couldnt find any ink so i looked in my study. I searched through the shelf next to my desk and found a bottle of ink that said."magic ink". "huh I never saw this before" I thought to myself and headed back to my romm to finish. Once I arrived I rushed over only to trip over a piece of paper and spilled the ink all over my masterpeice. "NO!" I screamed trying to get as much ink off as I canbut it was no use. I started to feel tears form in my eyes then the paper started to move and the ink started to bubble. I couldnt believe my eyes on what was happening and then a body started to form, it was the girl from my picture. she looked perfect with black hair and eyes and pocaline skin.

"who are you?"she asked. "I am Nick" i replied." and you are?"

"My name is INK and im here to be your friend" she smile. my eyes widen at the surprise but a smile soon came with it.

finally a friend


The author's comments:

this article is about being lonely and the power of our mind to create something that feels real


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