She appears to people who draw her. Then she goes inside there dreams and show them the "ink factory". After a few more visits she tells them that they can bring the unique colors from there dreams into real life if only they do what she says. Once they agree she tells them to do many twisted things, that eventually lead them to go insane and commit suicide. She was first drawn by a 7 year old named Zoe who loved to draw but was hopelessly lonely. So the drawing became her imaginary friend. But when she passed away Paint didn't want to disappear. So she retreated back into her drawing where she stayed until someone else drew her.
Name: Paint Gender: Female Personailty: Quirky, friendly, twisted. Type: Dream. Story(the creepypasta I made up): " Melody, wake up sweetie. Its morning." Melody yawned and stretched her arms. She lazily blinked open her eyes to see her mother standing in the door was with a smile on her face. " What day is it?" Melody asked, still half asleep. " Today is Monday honey, the first day of school!" Her mother replied. " Ugh!" Melody groaned as she pulled her blankets over her. Her mother looked at her sympathetically " Melody you need to get up! You might miss the bus!" " I don't want to go to stupid school!" Melody moaned " Everyone there is terrible! Why can't I just stay home!" She whined as she threw off her covers. Her mother gave her a sympathetic smile " So you can get a good education. Now get dressed and come downstairs, breakfast is ready." Melody groaned as she got out of bed. She closed the door and changed into her school clothes. She opened the door and walked reluctantly into the hallway. She walked down the stairs, every step pure misery. She was greeted downstairs by the sound of sizzling bacon and the smell of scrambled eggs. She sat down at the kitchen table and waited for her mother to finish the bacon. When her mother was finished she brought Melody her plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. Melody quickly at her food, not bothering to thank her mother in her sour mood. When she was done she grabbed her backpack and said goodbye to her mother. She ran outside and waited until the bus pulled up. She got on the bus and sat in the only empty seat. When she arrived at school her classes seemed to last forever! All except for one that is, art. Melody loved art! When school was over her mother picked her up in her mini-van. Melody got into the passenger seat and stared out of the window as they started to drive away from school. A couple minutes into the drive her mother asked " So how was your school day? Anything interesting happen? See any cute guys?" Melody sighed. " Nothing happened except for school. And I don't care about guys." She retorted hotly. There was silence in the car until they finally drove into their driveway and got out of the car. Melody's mother started to say something but Melody didn't care, she ran into her room and locked her door. She liked being alone she thought, but deep inside she hated her loneliness. She turned on her phone and put on her headphones. She got out her sketch book and her pencil started aimlessly doodling. When she looked down in the midst of a ton of pointless doodles, was a cat. She stared down at the cat, shocked at how well drawn it was. It smiled back at her, as if it really meant it. Something in the back of her head told her to color it, but she didn't know what colors to use. So instead of coloring it all in she simply put splashes of color here-and-there. When she was done she stared down at the cat, pleased with her work. The cat just smiled back at her, as if the color made it come to life. She stuck it to her wall over her bed with tape. The last hours of the day were spent watching pointless TV shows and gaming. When it was time to go to bed she went into her room and was greeted by her drawing hanging over her bed. She smiled and changed into her pajamas. She hoped into her bed at read a little. Once she was satisfied with reading five chapter of the Erin Hunter series Survivors, she fell asleep. Melody was in a large white canvas. looked around her and say paint brushes next to her. With a couple strokes of her brush she painted the cat that hung over her bed. The cat jumped out of the canvas and toppled onto Melody. It smiled down at her and playfully jumped off of her. Melody giggled and a smile crossed her face. Its tail lashed playfully. " Lets paint!" It squeaked happily. Melody nodded her head happily and picked up her brush. She put the paint brush on the canvas and started painting, but no ink came out. Melody frowned at the sight of no paint. She turned her head to the cat who was paintin blissfully with the most beautiful colors. " Where did you get such beautiful ink!" She gasped, as it looked like the cat was painting colors that never even existed. The cat stopped painting and turned it head towards Melody. A happy smile on its face. " I'll show you!" It chirped happily as it started to bound off of the canvas. Melody ran to catch up. " Where are we going?" She asked as she ran through a thick forest, that seemed to get thicker and darker as they ran on. " We're going to where the in is made silly!" It said as it bounced up and down in excitement. Melody started to feel a bit uneasy, but decided to just trust the cat as it bounced on-wards. When they finally got to the factory the cat bounced inside happily. Melody warily walked after the cat. There were no lights in the factory, only the colors. (There is no more room to finish this story so I will post it on Wattpad later.)
