My Masterpiece
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"Hello everybody,my name is Natalia Baker.As all you know I'm an artist."
"My painting was inspired by many things. Nature,society,many and I mean many romance movies" she chuckles"But the biggest and main inspiration for this painting is Love"
She walk over to the covered painting and reveals her creation.
Her painting was beautiful but simple.It presented two students-highschool or collage to be exact-standing under a tunnel while holding hands and looking at each other. It was a romatic scene no matter how simple,and the color scheme made it seem even more romantic
I felt something happen in my heart when my first love said those words
"I created this piece beacuse...."
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