Toxic Picture

I wake up, and I am one-hundred percent sure that my day will be bad again. I know that because all my days have been really bad, sadly. Every day I wake up, make breakfast, and spend my day drawing. When I finish, I post them on social media programs such as “Instagram” and “X”, and I give painting lessons on YouTube. I display my pictures every month and put so much effort into my paintings. Sadly, no one loves my paintings. I don’t understand why they don’t love them. Okay, maybe some people think my paintings are bad, but everyone? I can’t believe that no one loves my paintings or my style. I think it’s impossible, but still, I am trying to improve myself about painting, and every day I put more effort in. But it’s enough; they will see my real face.

I will paint my pictures with the color green, but not a normal green color. I will paint my picture with toxic green color. My picture is finished, and I will display it tomorrow. So now, I am waiting for someone to buy my picture. And she does. She just bought my picture now. She tries to cut it, and she did this while looking through my eyes. But she doesn’t know that it is toxic. Tomorrow she will notice the toxic symptoms. And tomorrow is today; I heard police sounds outside. I think they came for me. I quickly put on my clothes and go to the airport. Yes, the airport. I already bought my flight ticket. The clock reads 10:00 am, and I am in the plane. It starts to move, and I am going. I think the police are still searching for me, and probably the girl who bought my picture is in the hospital. But I am flying to London.

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