Sophie

I draw slowly, trying to get every detail without looking down at my paper. I look once, just to check. For a split second. Then i look back up and study.

I hear birds, pages turning, crickets churping steadily, and a constant buzz the buzz stays at the same pitch. low, steady. I wonder what it is. This //buzz..//

I see A tall fat tree with leaves and twigs surrounding its trunk, the twigs reach up towards the tree, but only make it about 2 inches up its trunk.

I feel // The sun beat down on my back, as my bangs fall into my eyes. //

I try to ignore the bugs that are snapping at me, I hate that I am letting them feel victory. While they cause itchy buds on my skin.

I smell Nothing but nature, and fresh cut grass, along with the faint smell of my shampoo while my bangs move with the wind.