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3rd chapter

Ever since I was very little talking to anyone who was older then me has always been a issues older lady's ask my parents things like-

Ladys: Does she even speak

Or when my my friends would go home and talk about what we talked about they would say

Parent: Wow I didn't even know she spoke

When my art teacher came over to look at my art I expected her to glance and leave. For a little more information we are doing this stupid line project that's supposed to represent your whole life but ever since my parents divorce I can't really remeber my child hood. My therapist always ask questions like that like

Therapist: What do you want to do in 5 years

Me: Well I want to go to school and start-

Therapist: No I know that but I want bigger what are your big goals

I hate that question. What's my big goal. Nothing realistic. I know my skill sets and they never fit my big dreams. Anyways, whenever she let us start are project I looked at my paper and didn't know a single line I could put. I didn't want to share to my art class the huge depressive state I went threw when my parents got divorced. So I put the most basic line I could make. She came by checking everyone occasionally asking what the lines describe. And then she stopped at mine she leaned over mine spectating it longer then the rest. Finally breaking the silence with a "Whack!" Her long pale finger extending over the paper tracing the basic line.

Miss C: Couldn't this be more extravagant more curves more line. Her teeth shine as she licks them without opening her mouth.

Me:....I uh...ugh...Gu..e..s

Miss C: G..U...E....s ..S add I'm not trying to pressure you or anything. Her claws show brite as they slide across the paper.

Me:*Almost in tears* I....Just....can't remeber

Miss C: Oh well....I don't want to embarrasse you just improve you. Her back cracks as she perks up. I'll be back add here.

Then she slithered off to help someone else. Why was I freaking out so much she was nice but...No. Why is nobody else. This teacher was a monster.

*I have decided to actually try and wright something so if you want to continue this will be more written for people to read 🤷 *