The Revolution of Art
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"You'll be starving your whole life," is the line that stops most of our talented population evolve in any of the majestic careers of arts. It may seem legit, since studies have shown 90.7% of the artists remain undiscovered, but it didn't seem legit to me, and all the passionate boys and girls that sometime, somewhere, might wish for a chance to create something in this mischievous world of exact sciences. So the government finally decided to take a stand for us.
That's how "The Revolution of Art" was conceived.
Naturally, at this moment they all believe it's just an experiment, and not a lot of us have the privilege of knowing about it, but as the time passes I'm convinced this concept will evolve to wake everyone else up.
My name is Daniel Wright and I'm afraid I won't be able to tell you this story due to the inconveniences I'll meet. So I passed that role to Helen, my most talented student, the dancing ray of our high school, who needed this camp more than anyone else after she went on a dark, horrid path of sorrow and self-destruction once her father, my beloved best friend, passed away in a horrible accident. I'm glad to have shown her a way out. The future of this country lies in her small, talented hands.
That's why I keep asking myself...
Will she Fall?
Or will she Spring?
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