A/n i have this great book idea should I publish it??

-1 month later-

I'm still having these dreams, but they are getting more frequent now. Its really starting to scare me now. The theapry didn't really help any, she didn't know anything about what had really happened, so it didn't help much, just made me worry more.

I feel as if I'm losing my mind, slowly going crazy.

I keep telling Anti I'm fine, things are getting better, but these are just getting worse, each day.

I sighed as I made lunch for me and Anti. I just want him to be happy, that's all i ever want.

After I made lunch I called Anti into the kitchen. He came down as I sat His plate down. I sat down across for him.

He dug in while I picked at my food. I also haven't been eating like normal.

Anti looked up at me and I gave him a fake smile. He saw right through it.

"What's wrong Y/n?" he asked and stopped eating. His face showed worry and concern.

"Im just not hungry." I say and get up and sat my food on the counter. I walked out the kitchen into our room.

I went to the desk and grabbed my sketch book and a lead pencil.

I've always liked drawing but now I have a reason to draw, to draw my feelings.

I just started drawing, letting my feeling leak down into the paper. I used my feelings as the lead, as the will to move.

Time passed quickly as I finished my drawing, what I didn't notice was that I was crying.

Anti was watching, just watching as I drew the last parts.

I lifted my pencil and looked at what I had created. This is how I felt, trapped in my mind, hiding all my secrets.

A/n Already over 500 reads, man y'all love this stuff.
Well sorry for the wait but here it is another chapter.

~Six

P.S. the eclispe was not that grand to me, lol