The artist unfinished work

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It was a warm day in Tennessee. I was getting ready to go to this art thing my parents wanted me to go to. Because I was their only child they wanted me to be like them. 'The perfect child'. I would have to learn to be the perfect girl so I could satisfy my parents.

I stood in front of the mirror and pulled back my blood red hair into a small pony tail. I had green eyes and stood only about 5 feet. I grabbed my shiny red key. My key was somthing I would hang around my neck in a gold chain. It showed me that I was still me. I just have to lock up the real me. I tucked my key under my red dress.

"Leah sweetie, we are going to be late." I looked over and quickly tighteedn the black bow on the side of my dress.

"Oh, be sure to bring you're handkerchief, you know the one you got for your birthday!" yelled my Mother.

"Ok." I picked up a pale blue well folded handkerchief with a small panda on the bottom right corner, and put it in my purse and ran out. Mother took one look at me and sighed.

"Sweetie, you put it on wrong." sighed Mother. She walked over to me and fixed my dress collar. She noticed my key and sighed. " Leah you know we don't like you wearing stuff like this! It's improper."

" Yes... Mother." I took off my key a slipped it in my purse. My whole life I've always felt like a slave to my parents. I wished I could be myself, but I also wanted my parents to be happy.

Mother left to go to the car and Father came downstairs. He took one look at me and smiled. He placed his hand on my shoulder. He knelt down and and gave me a hard look.

"Just give us your great smile". He said with a smirk. He took his fingers and forced me to smile. I nodded, then he let me go. My father never thought I was the child he wanted, so when ever he'd say 'just give us your great smile' he really meant "don't embarrass me or I'll disown you." I picked up my purse then father and I both left to go to the car.

When we got in the car it was like always. My parents telling me what a wonderful time I'm going to have. I just sat there with my headphones on, watching the world zoom past me.

We stopped in front of a huge white building with no windows. It had a old dusty banner on the top that said "Welcome to the 1964 Annual Art Summer Steam," in bubble letters painted a dull yellow. As we got closer, I could see the "1964" was crossed out and turned into "2014". I looked at the building and said to myself, "This looks like a place to kidnap someone," I guess I wasn't that quiet, Mother and Father heard me and quickly glared at me and said, " Leah!! This is a famouse place! The greatest artists in the world have painted in this... this," she paused for a moment, then looked at the building again "this.."

"This wonderful place." Father cut in. Mother smiled and nodded at his comment.

We walked in to the front desk. I looked around and saw it was neater inside than it was out side. The walls were painted a snow white and you could see your reflection on the polished stone floors.

" Sweetie," Mother began. " Why don't you take a look around? We may be here awhile," she pointed to the long line of people. I nodded and left.

I looked around at the art and saw strange statues. They were black figures with arms coming out of their stomach, and their mouth wide open showing sharp teeth. I flinched at the site of such horrible monsters and started to walk quickly away.

I saw another strange sculpture, a giant scary fish with sharp teeth in a big hole filled with what looked like water. I tried to stick my hand in to see what it was, I couldn't reach so I leaned into the sculpture. Suddenly I felt like I was being pulled in, and I started to fall in. Then suddenl, I was grabbed by four hands and that pulled me out of the mysterious hole. We fell back and I landed on two people. I got up and looked at the people I landed on.

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