|The Sketchbook Chronicles
Author: headphones block white noise PM
Imogene is a very skilled artist, her complete works in one -rather large- sketchbook. All her characters, all of her fantasies, and her sanity. Imogene is running out of psych and pages. Most importantly she is running out of time. The only question is why does Imogene need the time?Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Supernatural - Chapters: 12 - Words: 1,481 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 04-21-13 - Published: 07-21-12 - id: 3043919
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Gray: Ight guys. I am a mad scientist todayand this is experiment numero UNO! I've recently become addicted to something called Cellphone novels. I decided I shall take a crack at it! So here it is~
..:: Preface ::..
Stroke. Stroke. Stro-
"Agh! It's not good enough!"
Scratch! Scratch! SCRATCH!
Another drawing- more like another failure.
Imogene was usually very opened minded about her work. Lately, it seemed, her art had gone down hill. She saw how it was, and compared it to how it is now.
'I like it, Imogene,' a strange boy held Imogene, as a brother would a sister.
"Of course you would, Oliver..." Imogene mumbled.
"You're one of them."