Theme : Horror.
Author : QUISTAR
8:30 on a Friday night, I feel weary and sleepy, lying belly-down on my comfortable rug, but before I slip silently into the abyss, I ring my beautiful 7 years old daughter, Jane, upstairs, and she comes tumbling down the stairs, 'I want us to draw something together baby', I told her.
She replied 'mum, why are you lying on paint', half asleep, I said: 'Just draw'.
The caricature on the paper looks so beautiful, Jane put her hands in her mouth and asks 'Mum, why does your red paint taste like iron'.
