

A Peculiar DreamA Peculiar DreamA Peculiar Dream
So, here I am in this white sort of hospital looking area, looking like an anime character very reminiscent to a character I designed for a story I’m writing. My vice principal is looming over my head, and he’s very angry. He thinks I broke a rule that was very serious, but I really didn’t, so I was crying. Then he left to check on someone else in this mad fury, and while I’m bawling my eyes out, a random person comes and hands me a paintbrush with this periwinkle color in it, and a piece of paper with blank eyes and says, “Here, you can paint these eyes.” And I think, what? Why am I painting eyes?
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Acrostic SunsetAcrostic SunsetAcrostic Sunset
Spring forth, endless hours of darkness Unite with the stars to create shadows Night skies growing from beams of day Shades of red and yellow, drifting and dying Ending each day to bring about slumber Till the light again shall rise.
Acrostic Sunset Copyright Victoria McNally.


Goodly Gear Intro WIPEternally living in a Sgt. Pepper wonderland. That’s something that described her perfectly. I can remember her very well. I can also recall all the things my dad used to tell me about this psychedelic album of the 60’s called “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”. He was obsessed with that album. He had it on record, audio-tape, and compact disc. It was truly the sound of the late 60’s. I remember looking at the funny men on the cover of the record, and asking my dad, “Do people still look like that?” He told me that only these guys did.Goodly Gear Intro WIP
I guess my dad was wrong.
The strangest point in my life was when she came.
Now get back here and submit something.
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Art of my friend: Gary Roberts comics
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