Ugh. Why did that dumb Anna say a word? Ugh, ugh, ugh. Some girl asks me my name and I respond dully. Then I get a call from my agent talking about an audition for a big role once I get back. Yes! This is awesome!
A couple hours later, the director brings out stuff over. Nice. Now we are really stuck here.
I hate this. I came to the Summer Art Camp to learn, not to be stuck in an isolation camp with three annoying girls. I take out my journal and start writing to Allah like I always do.
Dear Allah, Mom says you bestow your blessings on everyone, so then why am I being punished?
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At The Art Camp
RandomAnna. Hailey. Ciara. Skye. Four girls. Different talents. Anna loves to sing. She dreams of being a pop-star. Hailey likes to draw. It's her dream to see one of her drawings in an art museum or gallery. Ciara loves painting. She wants to become a...
