The Artist
So here I am in math class, finishing a....yeah i don't really know. I really need a social life. Anyways, I hope you like this cause it's taken me a few days to write it. ================================================= There is a girl. She lives a normal life, She gets home from school and the phone rings. The home phone. The only person who calls that phone is grandma. And the only thing she wants is to talk to the girl's stepdad, besides the girl doesn't have time at the moment. She has stuff to do. For weeks, even months this happens. Every time the phone rings, the girl is reminded of how she once loved her grandmother. Her grandmother and she used to bake. It wasn't good though, they didn't follow the directions. The point of baking wasn't to have good tasting food, but for fun and to bond. They also did many crafts and painted. The grandma was a professional artist and had sold many pieces before. She was also a teacher and always pushed the gi...