Icy fingers gripped my arm in the darkness. A cloth went over my nose and pulled me in to the dark. *** I wake up. Gasping for air. I can’t breathe. Why can’t I breathe? I run my hands through my hair
Hi my name is Tessa. I was born in L.A. and when I was 8 I moved to Thailand. I figured out my love for drawing a couple months laterl. I like to draw weird, creepy, and normal drawings. Thank you for