Like all great things it started with an idea. Going around the group we all had ideas individually and had to choose between quite a few of them eventually we ended up agreeing with this idea.
Story Line:
A small Girl Wakes up in a strange place, A world of nothing, an infinite abyss of white.
She searches around only to find that she is alone. Suddenly a sketch book appears in front of her floating gently. Amused by this book she grabs it and it opens on its own and she sees a crayon next to her and begins to draw. The girl draws a Tree with a tire swing on it and as she finishes her drawing she sees that in the distance the drawing has become real. The girl is astonished at what she has done and starts walking towards the tree. While walking she continues to draw And things would come up in the world she is in. Her imagination starts running wild. She draws things that make her happy. Crazy looking trees, Giant toys and Candy all things that make a little girl happy. she gets closer to her destination, amazement permanently plastered on her face. She draws a bridge in front of her to finally reach the tree and as a butterfly flutters before her eyes, she sees the world she has created behind her. Happy with her creation she steps off the bridge. But as she does an overwhelming pain takes hold of her, She coughs violently and drops the book. she is faint and feeling heavy. But determined to make it to the tree.her heart is pounding louder and louder, Every step gets harder and the burden of walking becomes to much and she staggers to the floor Reaching for the tire swing as she falls but she only grazes the swing and is left lying there.
Suddenly we are taken to a room dimly lit by the setting sun, Rays piercing through the glass of a single window suddenly we see its a little girls room with pictures drawn and postered on the walls. Toys and Puzzle pieces litter the floor, Books and flowers vacate the tops of shelves and all of these things seem familiar they were what the girl had created in her world. And on the bed in the middle of the room is the Little girl sound asleep with wires and tubes attached to her arms and nose. The cords leading to a Life support machine. A small thin red line making its way across the screen leaving faint peaks behind it and an annoying beeping sound then after a few seconds, The peaks descend to a single line and a sharp and steady sound blurs its way into the air. The little girl has passed away.
Story Line:
A small Girl Wakes up in a strange place, A world of nothing, an infinite abyss of white.
She searches around only to find that she is alone. Suddenly a sketch book appears in front of her floating gently. Amused by this book she grabs it and it opens on its own and she sees a crayon next to her and begins to draw. The girl draws a Tree with a tire swing on it and as she finishes her drawing she sees that in the distance the drawing has become real. The girl is astonished at what she has done and starts walking towards the tree. While walking she continues to draw And things would come up in the world she is in. Her imagination starts running wild. She draws things that make her happy. Crazy looking trees, Giant toys and Candy all things that make a little girl happy. she gets closer to her destination, amazement permanently plastered on her face. She draws a bridge in front of her to finally reach the tree and as a butterfly flutters before her eyes, she sees the world she has created behind her. Happy with her creation she steps off the bridge. But as she does an overwhelming pain takes hold of her, She coughs violently and drops the book. she is faint and feeling heavy. But determined to make it to the tree.her heart is pounding louder and louder, Every step gets harder and the burden of walking becomes to much and she staggers to the floor Reaching for the tire swing as she falls but she only grazes the swing and is left lying there.
Suddenly we are taken to a room dimly lit by the setting sun, Rays piercing through the glass of a single window suddenly we see its a little girls room with pictures drawn and postered on the walls. Toys and Puzzle pieces litter the floor, Books and flowers vacate the tops of shelves and all of these things seem familiar they were what the girl had created in her world. And on the bed in the middle of the room is the Little girl sound asleep with wires and tubes attached to her arms and nose. The cords leading to a Life support machine. A small thin red line making its way across the screen leaving faint peaks behind it and an annoying beeping sound then after a few seconds, The peaks descend to a single line and a sharp and steady sound blurs its way into the air. The little girl has passed away.
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