TheTossedCone

I apologize, but the story series that I recently began will not be continued. They were merely experimental stories, much being a fabrication. I plan on having as much truth as possible. If you do not believe any part of my work, just ask, and I will explain if it happened or not. However, I will be posting a comic series about the struggles of being an anthro in a human world.

It was a normal Saturday morning, with me waking up late as always. I mostly have to wake up at 6:00 in the morning, which for me is completely unreasonable. Anyway, I was sleeping later than usual because I was practicing my drawing skills. I had gotten really good. But somehow, that morning, when I tried to draw, it came out terrible. I tried again. My first thought was "What did I just draw?". It was like somebody stole my artistic talent overnight! My next thought was "No big deal, I'll just post photos to DeviantArt when I join it.". I looked near my tablet, where my camera normally is, but it wasn't there! I looked everywhere I took it,