It happened last year. I was in a car accident where my body flinched forward, and the car was spinning out of control until all I saw was white. When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed covered in bandages. I was confused and everything seemed to be moving slow. My family was there, all worried if I was okay. The doctor clarified everything, and said that everything was fine. I was released from the hospital two days later.
When I went back to school, my close friends were worried and asked me where I was. Apparently, news had spread that I was in a car accident. I simply clarified thing by saying everything was fine and it was until I was in class. I tried to focus, but the material did not stick with me as much as it used to before. Instead, I began to doodle in my notes and found out that the car accident enhanced my artistic side. I still could learn the material at school, but only with the reading portions assigned for homework. I did not fail any classes, as usual so my parents did not get worried. It was not until I showed my mother a few of my drawings that she realized how artistic I was. She showed my drawings to my father, when he came home from work. I was asleep as usual, so I did not notice that they were discussion on whether or not to let me further my skills. The main question was how? It turns out that my mother came up with the idea to let me paint my room. They decided to announce the good news to me the next morning. I was happy that they allowed me to paint the room, but I wanted to check if it was okay with my sister. She gave me her consent, only if I could paint her side with something she would not be disturbed seeing. Based on her request, I painted a cute cartoon version of super junior on my side, and on her side I put aesthetically pleasing things such as cookies, flowers, and cute animals. I did not want to paint the whole room because I was tired. with my creation, but I did borrow templates online for ideas.
This was on my side.
This was on her side.
Yes, I like cute things its hard not to. (There are cute things, and creepy cute things even I have cute limits)
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