This top piece is the "childhood trauma" assignment for Steve and Eric. The story is from my first week of third grade, I was the new kid in school. A clique of girls pretended to be my friend so they could get me close enough to squirt ketsup at me. I liked the yellow for mustard better against the pink.
This bottom one is for the short story "The I is Never Alone." A 15 yr old boy is thrown into the sea when the ship he was on was sunk. He spent the rest of his days on an empty island with only a box of mirrors that washed ashore and the birds to keep him company.
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