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CHAPTER 15
NEOLA
When I said that my Ego was in pieces, I mean it. I am so embarrassed I couldn’t even look at Sebin as he opens the door for me. I scrambled up the stairs, clutching my sketch book tight.
How stupid I am to hide under the bushes! I should’ve gotten inside before they saw me.
Huffing, I remove my boots and lied down on the bed. I can feel my face and neck hot of embarrassment, my hands shaking. My sketchbook is sprawled next to me. I took it and sigh.
The mountain was really majestic.
It made me smile and forget what has happen. Sitting up, I walk towards my table and open the drawer. I took out my journal and sat before starting to cut the artwork I made. I secure it with some tape and, write, ‘Like the mountain that sat on the horizon, the wind grazes the
