Hi! I am not able to draw using my regular art supplies right now, so I decided to enter for this character as a 3d model! It's been so long since I've made a 3d model, so I hope you like it. I also added an artwork that goes with the backstory int the end, so read the backstory! It's 2 am. I've been making this entry all night. I need to stop ToT Name: David Age: 16 Gender: male IN THE STORY, THIS CHARACTER IS A HUMAN Backstory: December 6, I'm writing this because if I don't let out my thoughts somewhere, it feels like I might explode. I'm writing this because my parents, the last members of my family I have left died in a car accident exactly one day ago. I'm writing this because I have nowhere to go. Because my world is crumbling in front of my very eyes. I found this old battered notebook in an alleyway near my house, and I decided to keep it. This is my first time keeping a diary. I have so much to say. The only people I had left, the people that mattered the most to me, are gone now. And there's nothing that can bring them back. December 9, I don't know how I'm going to make it. The days seem endless, stretching on witch no rhyme or reason. The first drifts of snow arrived earlier this morning, bringing with it the laughter and joy of carefree children. And all I can do is sit here and cry. I'm pathetic, it's only been a couple days now, but the halls feel so empty. So cold. Every time I see the photos on the mantle, I am reminded of their warm smiles, their laughter, all the love they had for me, but then I can feel myself reliving that phone call. "David, there's someone on the phone for you." I can hear my teacher saying. "David, I'm so sorry, but we have just recieved news that your parents have dies in a car accident." A voice on the other end of the line says, and I can feel my whole world crashing down again, my memory becomes a blur, and suddenly I'm back at the kitchen table, a single tear smearing the glass of the photo I hold in my hand. December 16, I'm leaving this town, tommorow. I can't bear to live here anymore, in these streets where I've spent my entire life. I can't bear to live here, when everywhere I look, I remember the things we did together. I'm moving to New York, 200 miles away, to see what opportunities they have for me there. I'm only sixteen, so I doubt I'll be able to do much, but I'm hoping to become an artist. The only part of school I've ever liked is art class. And even then, I've never been good at drawing people, it's just not my thing. December 23, Two days until christmas. Things are finally starting to brighten up a little, I'm an assistant for an artist names Terry in New York, and I'm renting a one bedroom flat just outside the city. I've noticed that theres graffiti everywhere. And honestly, some of it's pretty cool. I might even want to try it sometime. December 25, Terry gave me four cans of spray paint today, one pink, one green, one blue, and one black. I've been thinking about this for a while, and I my tag name is going to be Dragonfruit. I think It's pretty cool, and it shares the first letter of my name. December 26, It's my birthday tommorow, and I know exactly what I am going to do. ... Thats the end lol I might write more if I have enough time but yeah. It's 2 AM rn, so.... maybe I should go to sleep.
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