Shadows

The room looked like the aftermath of a paint-bomb explosion and Anna sat crying in the centre of it.

“What happened? Why is there paint all over the place?” she asked wiping her daughter’s face.

“I was trying to make her pretty but she keep moving and copying me.” Anna said pointing at her shadow.

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One response to “Shadows

  1. thatcontrary....

    Superb

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