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Maya Angelou Essay

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Maya reached her breaking point. Her dad was deployed in Syria; her mom was unresponsive most of the time from all of the alcohol she drank to numb the continuous stress she felt worrying about whether or not she would get a phone call notifying her of her husband's death. Her best-friend turned on her for the popular girls at school and her grades were starting to slip. The only thing that kept her sane was drawing. When she drew, she felt free. She felt as if nothing in the world mattered except her colored pencils and sketch book. One misty, eerie night Maya drew herself in great detail. She started with her silky, straight, brown hair that fell a few inches below her shoulders. She then went on to her facial structure. Her defined jawline connected at her chin to make a vague point. Her eyebrows were thin and well-kept, and her nose was as petite as a Boston Terrier. Her lips were small, but plump and resembled the pink hue of the sky at sunset. She took the most time on her deep blue eyes, capturing all of the pain she was feeling for so long. Maya finished her drawing by coloring and shading all of it in making her face look as soft as an airbrush painting. It was her …show more content…

She felt the wrath and sadness in them. She rest of the girls were so under the influence that they couldn’t focus of the picture for longer than a few seconds and they all ended up leaving the bathroom and running around the party. Shannon stayed and continued looking at the portrait. The longer she stared, the bigger a taunting smirk and a dark ring grew around Maya’s eyes. Shannon’s heart started beating and her eyes turned as black as a Sharpie. She no longer had control over herself. Shannon dropped the phone on the bathroom floor and marched out. Shannon walked as if she was a zombie out to the lake behind Gabrielle’s house and drowned

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