classmates, making her high school experie

fears onto the blank surface. With each stroke of the brush, she felt a weight light off her shoulders, a sense of cathartic washing over her . She would paint till her hands ache and her eyes were heavy with te

ven know where to start." Max smiled. "Well, if you ever decide to, I'd love to help. I think more people should see what you can do." Emily was stunned to see someone trying to help her aside from the 2 friends she had. "Thank you, I have never thought of that actually. I'll think about it." He had a quiet confidence and a genuine appreciation for art. He was a great lover of ar

Emily found herself tal

oming national art competition? You don't need the club's approv

d art just the way she did and even more than she did. Emily struggled her way to the front, grabbed a form from the coun

e are here" Bryan whispered outside her window. She quickly opened the window, ushering them a sit as they came in. " So why did you call us over all of a sudden"? Sarah asked. Emily smiled, " well I have

re just the best". " But how do you plan on working around the school competition and th

oth and burn some midnight candles " Emily sighed. Sa

d or Hangout, which her friends understood perfectly and assisted her in the ways they coul

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started looking forward to the day of the event hoping everything could quickly happen and she could prove herself. With days passing by, Emily worked tirelessly, preparing he

spare moment in the school studio and her room painting and organizing. Sarah and Bryan had been so

king to her father but he turned deaf ears. Her step siblings made fun of her, showing no concern to her works instead they criticized her work and made her cry constantly. With the trouble she was getting a

She felt a surge of pride looking at her paintings, each one representing a piece of her so

arations, as they were a team, united by