After breakfast, I yell a quick goodbye to Kade, and head off to my part time job at the local art gallery.
When I get there, I give a quick wave to the manager Annabelle, then quickly head off to the back of the shop. Me and Annabelle go way back, in fact, all the way back to when I was a toddler at kindergarten. She was one of the workers there and we used to get along really well, or so she says. A few years back, she purchased this old building, and turned it into a art studio. When I turned 15, she offered me a job as a painter, and I've been here ever since.
I put on my paint smudged aprin on, and get out my half finnished canvas, and some tubes of paint.
The half done painting is of a sunset, and now that I think about it, it looks incredibly similer to the one in the dream.
I take out a few different shades of yellows and oranges and blend some together to get the perfect tone of sunset orange and then start dabbing at the canvas to create a beautiful sunset Effect.
Painting and drawing is my favourite past time, it's like it takes me into a whole other world, and when I stick the paintbrush onto the canvas, my mind stops telling my arm what to do, and my arm just flows by itself, it is as if the paintbrush is just an extention to my arm.
By the time I have finnished the painting, it is a beautiful sunset over a blazing river.
My manager Annabelle comes and evaluates the painting.
"Very good, this is going up on my wall' She says a bit to enthusiasticly.
I smile a genuine smile.
"Thanks Annabelle, I quite like this painting too let me take a photo and send it to Kade."
My boss nods.
I quickly flick open my phone and send a photo to Kade.
"Well that's my shift Anna, I'll see you on Monday!" I call out will walking out the gallery.
"Goodnight" She calls back.
I walk out of the shop and start limping back to the apartment.
You should really get that knee of yours checked out.
I almost trip over my shoes.
"Whats the heck?" I start looking around. Nope, that defiantly wasn't someone else. But I could swear I heard a voice....
You did knuckle head.
Oh dear lord, help me, I'm going insane!
"Hello?" I say aloud, but no one, I mean, nothing responds. Phew, at least I'm not going Nuts.
I get back to the apartment without hearing any more weird voices.
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AUTHERS NOTE:
Oooooh, whats happening to Nova? what were those voices? so many Questions!!!
Hey again guys! I know it's been ages since I updated but finally here it is!
Picture at the top is were Nova Paints!
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FantasiNova is just your ordinary girl, living inside a normal apartment, and living a normal life. Or so she thought... It all changed one day, when she had a small, so-thought harmless dream, a while after, her life changed forever. For better or for wor...