I tapped my pencil against the large sketchbook. I wanted to draw something. After looking at all of the amazing drawings online, I had to draw. I just didn’t know what to draw. I could do a horse, but I always draw that. How about Link? I guess I could. But he’s kind of hard to draw. I sighed and fell backwards onto my floor.
I heard the garage door open and I jumped up. My dad is the only other person here, so I guess he’s leaving. He didn’t bother to tell me. I think he sometimes forgets he has a sixteen an old daughter. I can’t take care of myself, alone. But if he doesn’t...
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