I've always been told that art is "just a hobby" but to me I think it's a dream job that I would take and have fun with. Ever since I was little at such a young age I started drawing I would show my mother my drawings she would hang those drawings on the fridge and have a smile on her face and say "it's beautiful" those were my mothers words that made me smile and proud of my self for my art.while growing up I would usually show my drawings to my mother but sometimes I wanted to show my father. He usually be busy but what can I say I gave it a shot to show my interest in drawing to my father. When I showed my drawing to my father he would just give a little " hum" of being satisfied or sometimes he would just nod as if he liked my interest. After experiencing my father's observance of my drawings I came to a conclusion that he didn't want to say something to upset me. I feel content that both of my parents know my possession. I love to draw and I feel there will be a successful career for me in the future. But In this kind of age I'm just a young naïve girl who just likes to draw for fun. And I'm not like other kids who would just play and chase each other I'm the type who would just rather be independent and do what I think is best for me and my art.
(Sorry if this is a bit short this is my first time writing a book on about life experience but I promise I'll do better) p.s pls let me know on what you think pls n Ty
STAI LEGGENDO
Overwhelming
Teen FictionThis is a book where I'll be typing in my life experience. On how much I've grown over the years And I'll still be typing in this book and instead Of putting about me I'll be putting it as a character. An young artist in the age of 15 Name: Isabel...
