There once was a young girl, still in grade school. She didn't really talk much to everyone who knew her, but in her mind, felt as a peg in a world filled with holes. She would often enjoy going to her creative writing courses she took, it allowed her to begin thinking more about a place she visited in her mind. She would often want to draw these thoughts into a physical shape, but never took such mindset outside of simple dreams, as her instructor would ask her to write not draw. While he truly never meant harm in this statement, it would bring her around to crease this physical creation. One day, she was tasked by this teacher to finalize the month with a slice of life story whether from one's past experiences or of more resent events. While the other students begin there stories, she begin to escape into her world again; bringing with it thoughts about the world she lived it and had an idea.
She returned on the day of presentation for the assignment, ready to tell her story. She sta