I was a mistake made from my real father as he was drawing but he really should but his special ink way. He was drawing ships that night, he drew me. I am a ink/fresh ship so right before he left he nocked over his special ink "Dangit, it doesn't look like I got on the drawings thankfully" but the ink had already soaked in and poof I was here in a blank white room, the paper of the drawing and then a flurry of colors came and I was there in inks drawing room. Alone.
That night I could feel. I felt good inside but then all I could hear was "your an accident" over and over and over. I could not take it I spent all night trying to tell my self that I hade some purpose but I knew that was a lie. I woke up and realized that I did not know who I was, so I look over at the papers and read a really light GRAFITY. so now what am I? I look down and I grab two cans off the sides of my pants. I put one back and I push on the top and nothing happened so I shake it then I push and it sprayed air, I really wish there was color like blue. Then the spray was blue then I thought "yellow" and it was yellow. I realized how to use my spray cans and then I find this little one in my shirt pocket. I will figure that out later. I went to walk out the door but then ink and this blue tiny skeleton that was a tiny bit smaller then ink and me walk in then ink said "oh no" I darted away and I heard what I think was he blue skeleton made a excited scream. I ran until there was no door for me to go through. I painted a door and decided to try that small bottle and with my amazement it made whatever it touched real and then I darted out of my newly made door.
