A World Without Escape

An Artist With Too Much Talent

Rin woke up another morning again not knowing the time. The world never seemed to be moving. It was an endless cycle. As she got up, she felt nothing. No joy, no happiness, no excitement as usual. Her mornings were never interesting. Every day she waited for the morning to pass so she could really have some fun. She entered the bathroom, cold and miserable. She walked to the sink and washed her face. As she looked up, she stared at herself in the mirror. She had nothing to be thankful for about herself. She always saw a beautiful face in the mirror but couldn't accept it. She had a feeling like her mirror was lying, but she laughed it off and went about her day. She finished up and went to the kitchen. She grabbed some cereal and poured it into a bowl. She sat infront of the TV waiting and waiting for it. For the best times to come. Finally, she heard it. A soft "bing" noise. She dashed as fast as she could to her bedroom. As she entered, she saw it. Blue pixels descended from the air and collected together to form a tablet and a pen. She was overjoyed at the sight of it! She hopped onto her bed and picked the tablet up. She drew a tree in her drawing software and looked out the window. Her tree stood infront of her eyes as she saw nothing else but white behind it.