My pencil’s lead scribbled against the smooth surface of the paper as my hand drew an unidentified creature. When I was about to add horns on it, I heard footsteps and voices…two familiar voices. So I stood up from my desk and stepped outside my bedroom. Sitting on the rugged sofa in the living area were Ate Mallory and her new friend whom she called Bianca. The fuzzy words that were coming out of their mouths soon became clearer every step I took towards them.
“How does it look?” Ate Mallory asked while giggling and pointing at the jewelry dangled on her neck.
“It looks great on you! I bet it’s expensive!” Bianca replied.
While Ate Mallory was preoccupied staring at her reflection on the small mirror in her hand, Bianca’s smile faded then she rubbed her palms against her uniform’s blue
