Yay, I actually managed to finish! I wish that I had gotten more time, though, I only found this three days ago. Click on the different objects to read my answers! Click on or press space to close the answers. For the one with three books you have to click on the words that pop up to go to the next page.
Thanks to Krita for being an awesome digital art program, and to the SWC hosts for creating this amazing camp. Excerpt of writing: It was like my thoughts were tugging me in two different directions at once, grappling in a pool of uncertainty. I had to get a breath of fresh air. I ran outside, taking deep breaths, trying desperately to clear my thoughts but they kept coming. Usually going outside made me feel better, a familiar place. This time, however, my senses felt overloaded. I shook my head, trying to make it clearer, which failed. The blue sky blotted with trees looked stranger than usual. I could feel my heart pounding, my back against the wall. It smelled like sharp, fresh morning dew, and I realized that, in my haste, I had bitten my tongue and it tasted like blood. The headache had been triggered by what Lin had said last night. “You haven’t changed.” It was still ringing in my ear, over and over again. Since she had said that I tried to go about normally, watching my thoughts carefully for proof of whether she was wrong or right, I don’t know, but what I had just done seemed to suggest that the latter was true. I sat, staring intently at the bright blue sky, not blinking even with the sun bright to my left shining into my eyes like it was piercing them, as if resisting closing them would do anything. The only thing I could hear was my own thoughts so I decided to focus on those which wasn't easy, but I convinced myself that I had to. Had I changed? Did I want to? I didn’t understand what being a good person really was yet, or whether I was one or should be.
