The child tried his best to hide backwards.

The child's back is firmly against the table behind him.

"don't want……"

"I don't want it..."

...

"Why?"

The cold voice emitted seemingly innocent questions.

"Isn't it good to be with so many beautiful people?"

...

"No……"

The child shook his head.

"I want to be with my parents and grandpa..."

"Don't want others..."

...

"Then hurry up and draw."

"I'm going to be impatient."

"I can't draw it well..."

The big spider suddenly grew his mouth...

The huge mouth is close to the child.

The sharp teeth emitted a pale light.

Salpitations slowly flow down.

"I'll eat you."

.....

The child almost thought he was about to faint.

Her eyes were indeed blurred for a few seconds.

But she didn't.

......

The big spider left.

The child collapsed on the chair.

The wind blows in through the open windows.

The child feels a cold and sticky feeling all over his body.

She doesn't like this feeling.

It reminded her of the sound of a big spider.

very……

nausea.

It made her feel nauseous.

...

The child painted almost as if he was self-abuse.

When there is only one thing left in your mind, when you repeat one thing mechanizedly, many feelings become dull.

The child even felt that he was not so afraid of the big spider for a moment.

Then, the second when the big spider approached, the disordered and rapid heartbeat and the reaction of the tightness of the whole body told her...

She was thinking too much.

She was still very scared of the big spider.

and……

More and more afraid.

...

The final deadline is approaching day by day.

The child cannot draw it at all.

and……

She didn't want to draw it in her heart.

She didn't know what was going on with those faces on the big spider's back?

But she doesn't like it.

Even psychological disgust.

I thought of the beautiful sister I drew, going to the big spider's back...

The child's disgust was almost overflowing.

But she didn't dare to show it in front of the big spider.

but……

She was always trembling in front of the big spider, and she was disgusted from time to time and shed tears...

The big spider didn't care at all.

Just urged her to draw.

Draw, draw...

The child felt a strong disgust for painting in his heart.

After painting that day, my mother was filled with joy and expectation, which was like an illusion.

Now only a piece of wreck remains.

...

The child's brush stroked heavily across the paper.

Grandpa came to ask her to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Because there are guests.

She doesn't want to.

She has no time.

Grandpa pulled her away.

She could not resist grandpa's strength at all.

and……

She actually didn't want to go back to a room full of paper balls, vaguely filled with the sweet smell of big spiders.

Very disgusting.

It's also very suffocating.

...

But she will go back eventually.

She wants to protect her mother.

She couldn't let the big spider look for her mother.

...

Another guest is here.

The child doesn't know...

Grandpa has many customers recently.

He always comes to her room.

She doesn't like meeting strangers.

...

She was startled by the huge knock on the door.
To be continued...