Why I love art.I may be alonebut drawing keeps me company.I can sketch a cute pup,and he'll smile at me.I can make him laugh,or waggle his tail.I can draw a personeither young or frail.I'll create a world of my ownwith figures who'll smile at meThey'll talk and dance and singand I'll never be alone.
HomecomingRose eagerly lurked through her dresser drawers, searching for a more "formal" outfit. Fancy occassions definitely weren't her ideal setting, but tonight was important. Her girlfriend invited her to go to the Homecoming dance at thier school; Rose suggested maybe they just skip it and do something else, but for whatever reason Kai was anxious about going so she couldn't turn down her sweetheart. Rose grabbed the cleanest shirt she had out of the bottom drawer and pulled some gray skinny jeans off a hanger. They were planning to go with her girlfriend's sister; Rain, and then some other friends. But they decided to go seperately because of car space. Rose went over to her dresser and watched herself in a mirror while she fixed her hair quickly and put on a tie. Soon enough she hears a ring at the door."Shit! She must be here already." Rose thought to herself as she started walking out of her room.She opened the door and greeted her girlfriend with a hug and kiss. Rose inspected