Chapter 35

”What do you mean my paintings are alive?" Marcel frowned at me and for a second I was scared and embarrassed to speak.

It doesn't really make sense but it's the truth.

“I..I don't know but it's the truth," I summoned up boldness.

“I see them in my room. or was it in my dreams?" I was suddenly confused.

Did the figures actually appear in my room or did I dream about it? I wasn't certain which but I was sure I had seen them.

“So you are saying you saw a four headed beast with four tails in your room?" Marcel said in a sarcastic tone. I could tell he thinks I am speaking crazy.

“Yes_No...I mean, it was dark so I didn't really see how it's body looks like, so I don't really know if it has four heads or four tails but those faces and eyes. The blue and yellow ones. I have seen them before. They were glowy. It must be real. You have to believe me," I said and I don't know why I was desperate for him to believe me.

“You don't expect me to believe that nonsense," he said, the frown on his fa