In The Painting

Isabella's POV

I wish that I had never been brought to this world. Who would want to spend a happy 16 years of life, and then be drowned in an ocean of sadness for the rest. Why live in a world of dismay and riot? Why not in a world where strong bonds of love and friendship were never broken, and a sad expression was never seen? But this is life. It may not be what you want or expected, but it is your life, and you need to travel through it to get to the end.

16 year old Isabella loses her mother, finds a spell, and gets trapped inside an enchanted painting. She faces many problems within it, but was it better than going back home? Would life in the painting be better than facing her issues out with the soft canvas and old, dry paint?