The Artist

Her mum wanted her to be a doctor. Her dad wanted her to be a lawyer. Her friends wanted her to be a teacher. Her teachers wanted her to be a writer. She wanted to be dead. Instead, she was an artist. Except her ink was a deep red, and her pen was a blade. She never showed anyone her masterpieces, for they were filled with her emotions. She was afraid they might run away if she ever put on a display.

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