The moon knows me
Prompt: For our final project, we need to fully express ourselves in our drawings.
Through my window, I can see the moon every night when I am laying on my bed. I know sometimes people feel lonely in this city, and I feel the moon is the only one who I can talk to. The moon is like a child trying to escape from the reality, just like me, it hides behind the cloud sometimes and appears suddenly. It is childish and I understand.