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I accept criticism and all kinds of comments. (Just please, no cussing)

Hi everyone. So here's my submittion to 's contest, theme being Slow Dance.

Time frame is set in the future, so Dick is Nightwing and Raven has long hair.

Tried really hard with anatomy, shading, and lighting in this piece. Hopefully I got it all down to point.

I guess I should explain why I'm writing in a different tone today. It's a bit of a story though, but I'm not going to hold anything back.

My family and I took a trip to Washington state recently. We met up with my aunt and her three boys and for the first few days everything was fantastic. We saw so much family and friends, it was great. The day my aunt an her family were leaving to fly back home, my aunt took my sister and I to her friends house, Lisa Canfield.

Miss Lisa had two horses, Susie and Joker. Once my aunt realized that my sister and I had never been on a horse before, well, she grew up riding horses so you can imagine how well she took that. We drove to Miss Lisa's house and Miss Lisa was so kind, and nice enough to let us ride Joker. It was amazing. Apparently I was a natural, even though I almost fell off his back face first. But I got to ride Joker, and lead Susie around the yard. It was a completely new experience, and I wish I could do it again.

Unfortunately, I don't know if that's going to be possible. You see, Miss Lisa's daughter was staying with her, because she had just gone through a bad marriage and needed a place to stay. Naturally, her mother welcomed her. Keep all this on mind, you'll need to remember it.

Around two in the morning my grandparents dog woke me up (I was sleeping on he floor in the living room). I was dazed, and could barely be coherent enough to shush him and go back to sleep. Later, around five, I woke u again, this time to my grandma talking on the phone. She kept saying, "okay," "oh my God," "alright," and "thank you." I didn't know what was going on, but I was still dazed so I went back to sleep. When I woke up around seven, this time for the final time, my mom broke me the news; Miss Lisa's house had burned down in the middle of the night.

I was shocked, but I immediately asked her if Lisa, Terry (her husband), John (her son), and her daughter were alright. I got my answer, when my mom started crying. One thing to know about my mom; she can cry a lot. But it's never over nothing. Only if something truly awful had hit her emotionally. She had to choke out the words, telling me that Lisa, Terry, and maybe Lisa's kids has died in the fire. It was later that day when I learned that the daughter was still alive, she had taken an extra shift at her job for a friend, and those four hours saved her life. But John had died. Around ten some police investigators came by out house and interrogated/interviewed my sister and I. I don't think we told them anything important or significant though. This all happened on Tuesday.

And then today I got onto the Spokane County news website and what I read shook me to my very core. The barn fire hasn't been an accident. Far from it. It was homicide. Murder. Remember the daughters bad marriage? Well, it turns out R. H. Murry had broken into the house, probably to kill the daughter. When he couldn't find her, he shot Lisa, terry, and John dead. Then he set fire to the barn to cover up his tracks. The police arrested him around 2:30 p.m. on Saturday.

So that's the story. I'm sorry it's so long, and you probably didn't need to hear any of this, but I needed to vent and write out everything. It's...terrifying. Knowing one day everything is completely normal and everything is amazing, and then the next day, everything's gone, including you. I did cry, very much, and I still can't wrap my head around how anyone could do something as horrific as this. But I've realized that I know Terry and Lisa were Christians and knew God. If there's any peace in this nightmare, it's that the Canfields are in Heaven. It softens the blow, but it still hurts.

Please, could anybody pray for Lisa, Terry, and John's friends and family? And especially for Lisa's daughter. Please, pray for them. If you want to know anything about the investigation and everything that had happened, go here: www.krem.com/search/Colbert%20…

Thank you everyone, for your time.

(c) I do not own Robin or Raven

Description
I accept criticism and all kinds of comments. (Just please, no cussing)

Hi everyone. So here's my submittion to 's contest, theme being Slow Dance.

Time frame is set in the future, so Dick is Nightwing and Raven has long hair.

Tried really hard with anatomy, shading, and lighting in this piece. Hopefully I got it all down to point.

I guess I should explain why I'm writing in a different tone today. It's a bit of a story though, but I'm not going to hold anything back.

My family and I took a trip to Washington state recently. We met up with my aunt and her three boys and for the first few days everything was fantastic. We saw so much family and friends, it was great. The day my aunt an her family were leaving to fly back home, my aunt took my sister and I to her friends house, Lisa Canfield.

Miss Lisa had two horses, Susie and Joker. Once my aunt realized that my sister and I had never been on a horse before, well, she grew up riding horses so you can imagine how well she took that. We drove to Miss Lisa's house and Miss Lisa was so kind, and nice enough to let us ride Joker. It was amazing. Apparently I was a natural, even though I almost fell off his back face first. But I got to ride Joker, and lead Susie around the yard. It was a completely new experience, and I wish I could do it again.

Unfortunately, I don't know if that's going to be possible. You see, Miss Lisa's daughter was staying with her, because she had just gone through a bad marriage and needed a place to stay. Naturally, her mother welcomed her. Keep all this on mind, you'll need to remember it.

Around two in the morning my grandparents dog woke me up (I was sleeping on he floor in the living room). I was dazed, and could barely be coherent enough to shush him and go back to sleep. Later, around five, I woke u again, this time to my grandma talking on the phone. She kept saying, "okay," "oh my God," "alright," and "thank you." I didn't know what was going on, but I was still dazed so I went back to sleep. When I woke up around seven, this time for the final time, my mom broke me the news; Miss Lisa's house had burned down in the middle of the night.

I was shocked, but I immediately asked her if Lisa, Terry (her husband), John (her son), and her daughter were alright. I got my answer, when my mom started crying. One thing to know about my mom; she can cry a lot. But it's never over nothing. Only if something truly awful had hit her emotionally. She had to choke out the words, telling me that Lisa, Terry, and maybe Lisa's kids has died in the fire. It was later that day when I learned that the daughter was still alive, she had taken an extra shift at her job for a friend, and those four hours saved her life. But John had died. Around ten some police investigators came by out house and interrogated/interviewed my sister and I. I don't think we told them anything important or significant though. This all happened on Tuesday.

And then today I got onto the Spokane County news website and what I read shook me to my very core. The barn fire hasn't been an accident. Far from it. It was homicide. Murder. Remember the daughters bad marriage? Well, it turns out R. H. Murry had broken into the house, probably to kill the daughter. When he couldn't find her, he shot Lisa, terry, and John dead. Then he set fire to the barn to cover up his tracks. The police arrested him around 2:30 p.m. on Saturday.

So that's the story. I'm sorry it's so long, and you probably didn't need to hear any of this, but I needed to vent and write out everything. It's...terrifying. Knowing one day everything is completely normal and everything is amazing, and then the next day, everything's gone, including you. I did cry, very much, and I still can't wrap my head around how anyone could do something as horrific as this. But I've realized that I know Terry and Lisa were Christians and knew God. If there's any peace in this nightmare, it's that the Canfields are in Heaven. It softens the blow, but it still hurts.

Please, could anybody pray for Lisa, Terry, and John's friends and family? And especially for Lisa's daughter. Please, pray for them. If you want to know anything about the investigation and everything that had happened, go here: www.krem.com/search/Colbert%20…

Thank you everyone, for your time.

(c) I do not own Robin or Raven