The park that surrouds him is dead and musty and has a rancid, almost composted oder hovering above it, and the dog watches him from the middle of the field, ever sitting, and never blinking. Its yellow eyes stare molestedly over him, following his every move, never getting up and walking away. As he walks around the park, the ground mushes under his feet, and produces a reddish muck that oozes onto his shoes from the dirt; the yellow eyed dog does not move his head, just his small beady eyes, following him, watching him without blinking. Never blinking. Never even blinking an eye. The yellow eyed dog is dull and matted, and sits in the dead grass, the color of his eyes. The grass there is matted down, like his fur, and the same dull hue. He sits down next to the yellow eyed dog, and watches his eyes, while the dog watches his. Once the sun blinks its last fame over the peaks of the mountains, they yellow eyed dog has not blinked its eyes like the sun, but has the color of the sun, and the color of the grass, and has not let his eyes wander from him as he is on the ground, ever staring into the sky with the yellow eyed dog's face on his. The smell is composted and musty.
This is a quote from a scary story I wrote when I was nine. If you didn't get the whole thing, here's the gist of it:
A kid is walking around the park and sees this yellow eyed dog, and goes over to it. He stares at it and its yellow eyes. They yellow eyed dog never blinks, not even once. The sun goes over the mountains and the kid is on the ground, not blinking. I don't remember what caused the kid to die, but maybe because he held his eyes open too long? Or maybe the dog sucked his soul out his eyes or somethin?
Well, all I know is that I was one depressed kid back then xD
So yeah, this should've been my halloween drawing.... just didnt do it until now.
And yes, this does belong in sketches. Mods, feel free to move this if you want ^^
Thank you! ^^
