[Sam]
I get up then get dressed. I go to school. I have my drawing pad and pencils. I go into my classroom. Some people look at me. I sit down in an empty seat. I then start to draw. A boy sits next to me. "Hey I like your drawing..."The boy says. "Thanks...."I say. "My name is Roxas.."The boy says. "My name is Sam..."I say. "Here I know a lot about art and I can teach you some stuff."Roxas says. "Nah..."I say. "Well mabye we can hang out...?"Roxas tells me. "Ok..."I say. After school I go to the woods. Roxas walks up behind me. "Hey Sam..."Roxas says. "Hey Roxas..."I say. "What are you drawing?"Roxas asks. "Some trees, grass, dirt, and water...."I say. We sit next to the river as I draw. Roxas sits next to me. I shade in my picture where it needs to be shaded. Roxas plays with my hair as I keep drawing. Roxas breads my hair. I put my hand it the water to feel the current flow through my finger tips. Roxas smiles at me.
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The Artist That Has No Style
RomanceA girl named Sam is an artist that doesn't have a simple way of doing her art. Sam has been through a lot of break ups and being bullied. She has so much strength. That she can try her best every single day.
