Ok so i used to draw these comics about a girl who was easily distracted and a squirrel who constantly saved her life from a masked guy who wants to kill her. Now I suck really bad at drawing so these people and squirrel dont have mouths and neither did my art projects. (thats how i came up with the title) Im only writing these because TB said i dont have enough stuff on my movellas, so i decided to write the UNSPOKEN comics in journal entry form from Wanted's point of view.


12. Lesson Learned, Don't Trust The Scary Guy In The Mask

I hated this feeling. I just felt so scared and defenseless. Then after the sucking and swirls I was falling again. I landed on a wooden floor and opened my eyes, next to me was a pile of pillows. I saw Sparky trying to hold in his laughter as I rubbed my aching head. "You idiot," he squeaked. Mask Man punched him and he fell off of the little table he was perched on. He came over to me and extended his hand down to me, I took it and accepted it as an apology. As I surveyed my surroundings I noticed there were bookshelves filled with dusty books and little figurine things. That was the only semi-normal thing in the room. In the very center there was a table with a crystal ball and wooden sticks on it. In the corner, there were broomsticks. There were cages too.One of them had a lizard in it and the flying pig was in another. I looked at Mask Man hoping for an explanation and his eyes lit up. He walked over to the table and picked up the stick thing and handed it to me. I took it and it disinigrated in my hand. I was really scared, but he showed no emotion, just shook his head. Then he came over and put a book in my hands. I turned to a random page, but I could read it. That was the wierd part, I could read. I was never taught to read, english at least. Although the squiggles and dots were written in another language.

Think a spell, He thought to me.

Ok, here goes nothing. I thought, I can grant you one lone wish, turn this squirrel to a fish. I turned around to my fuzzy friend and saw him standing there sctarching his ear with his foot. Then the book shook, closed itself, and jumped back on the shelf.

Wow, no book magic either. That's wierd. He sent to me.

Really, that's the part that's wierd yo you, I retorted.

Go try to make an image appear in the crystal ball. He thought. 

As much as I wanted to scream "you're a crazy loon", I obeyed and walked over to the shiny sphere-like thing. I stared at it intently and it got foggy, I was excited that I might have something, then I realized that it was just my breath fogging up the surface. I attempted to wipe it away with my hand, but as soon as my finger tips were about to touch it there was a sharp static feeling that shot my hand. I yanked my hand back and I must have had a startled look , because Mask Man came and put a hand on my shoulder. I swatted it away and continued trying to make an image appear. I touched it again, this time with my whole hand. There was a horrid sting that was shooting up my arm, and I liked it. I put my other hand on it too. It felt so good I closed my eyes and thought of sleeping. Then I saw myself sleeping in an actual bedroom. I saw it in my head, then my vision changed and there was a little girl in the bed and a mom standing over her stroking her hair. She tucked the girl in and turned off the lights as she walked out of the room she left the door open a crack, letting the hallway light seep in. The girl didn't sleep though, as soon as she was sure she was alone, she sat up and reached under her pillow. She pulled out a red velvet square and placed it on the floor. Then she closed her eyes and jumped on it, even though it looked like she was going to land she slipped into the floor, it sucked her in, just like it did to me...The little girl was me, I did that, I had actually done it many times. I opened my eyes and stared at the crystal ball. There was no image in it, but it reflected Mask Man who was coming up behind me clutching a knife in his hand.



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