There was once a boy named Greg. He was a 16-year-old attending high school like any other teen should. His only problem was that he had trouble fitting in. He wasn’t one of those people who got bullied a lot and wouldn’t do anything about it. He just wasn’t really noticed by anyone. People would walk by his desk probably not even knowing he was sitting there. This always made him fell sad knowing how that if he died one day that no one would care or even notice. This has also made him become more introverted. In the past, he has tried to reach out to people in an attempt to make friends, but every time he tried, he was met
My sister became an artist a long time ago n ever since I started to see her drawings and I started to watch anime I wanted to become an artist myself she has taught me how to draw when I was younger but after awhile I started to teach myself.