The hidden sketchbook
Under the pillow, I found it – a sketchbook. I picked it up slowly, taking care not to disturb Tim’s sleep. As I flipped through it, I expected to find superheroes or funny characters, doodles typical of his age. But that’s not what I saw. Page after page revealed something completely different, images that formed an unexpected narrative, gradually illuminating the whirlwind hidden in Tim’s inner world.

The Hidden Sketchbook
