Life

Frustration

     "Good morning," said my roommate. Her name is Anthony, Anthony always woke up early in the morning. I've been living in a dorm for two years I think. I'm not really a person that keeps track of every single day. "Ughhh, " I said, "I don't want to wake up. " I was so tired I couldn't open my eyes. I had stayed up all night doing a project for Mr. Haman, we were supposed to draw something realistic. I usually don't draw realistic art, so this was out of my comfort zone.
     I got ready to go to class, I ate breakfast then left. Of course not before saying good bye to Anthony. As I walked down the hall I noticed Tomas walking towards me. "I think I got some of your mail by mistake. " he said. He handed me a colorful envelope. I read, "hello all the way from home." It said it was from my youngest brother, he was the only one who noticed me at home, he adored my drawing and I used to draw all the time for him. I opened it and read the letter, "Hello Azell, this is your brother Jake. I miss you. " he didn't really know how to write long letters, he's only seven years old. At the bottom he drew a picture of him and me sitting and drawing together. I put the letter in the envelope and put it in my pocket.
     I sat down in class. "Your just in time. " said Mr. Hamon. He had wrote on the board, "anatomy." I got out my sketchbook and started drawing the basic shape of the body. I used soft circles, I didn't really like using squares and triangles for the anatomy. When I was done I raised my hand and Mr. Hamon walked over. "the body proportions are not right. " he said. I'm not usually the one to speak up, but this was enough. "Why don't you like me? I try so hard to complete all the assignments you give me! I was up all night doing the stupid project. Am I tired, yes. Am I frustrated, you guessed it, YES." Something was always wrong with my artwork in Mr. Hamons eyes."come with me." Mr. Hamon said.