Done with a ball-point pen in class in sketchbook.

Narration:
'I sat, avoiding the exhaustion as best I could. Eventually my eyelids grew heavier and closed, black invading my vision. My mind was blank and without warning, sleep overtook me. The morning came and brought the light, a terrible light that startled me awake. I felt something holding me and found the fruit of the tree I lay below had grown and grasped around my torso. The bottom opened three ways, revealing the horrible, sharp teeth and my unfortunate fate. As I left this world, I thought I heard it giggle.'