Chapter 11 : Attachment

I'm not sure how to feel anymore. I love my two new friends and I love being with them but inside I feel empty, and there's nothing I could do to fill the vacant area within me. I always blame myself for letting myself be kidnapped, I should've fought harder. The only thing I've been able to do to forget about it all was my art. I ended up spending the rest of this week finishing up some artwork I had begun. Earlier, Alice bought me some more supplies along with a new sketchbook. It's a huge improvement from the small notebook and pencil I had been using. My mind often wanders as I draw and my hand subconsciously begins doing the work. My imagination runs wild and the outcomes are not always what I'd like to see. Once I snapped out of the daze I was in, my eyes snap back to the sketchbook in realization. I had drawn a beautiful landscape; there were burning trees in the distance, a flooding river, a rapid tornado, and a fault line beginning to open. I looked a