Koel
"Ugg! I hate you all!" I screamed as I ran up the stairs. Once again I had gotten a letter sent home from school. It wasn't really that big of a deal, I couldn't care less what they think. But, this note had to come home right before winter break. I of course expected to get grounded, but now I don't have anything to do for 2 weeks. I stormed into my room and slammed the door. I sighed and fell down on my bed. I could hear my mother scream from behind the closed door. Koel! Don't slam doors! How many times do I have to tell you that?! I sat up on my bed and looked out the window. It was snowing outside, probably 30 degrees. I can see my brothers, Matt and John, both 8 years old, playing around in the snow piles. I couldn't see how they found that fun. Sure, they are only 8 and I'm 17, but still. Getting bundled in pounds of clothes and throwing ice at each other? Doesn't seem like fun to me. I put my forehead to the window and breathed out heavily. It fogged up the glass and I drew a few pictures into it. I drew a beach and put a sun up above. I was more of a summer person. Picking out cute bikinis and tanning in the sun, that's what I call fun. Not freezing my butt off in negative degrees weather. I drew a few more pictures in the glass than wiped it away. I watched my little brothers play in the snow for a while, then turned away. There had to be something I could do. I searched under my bed until I found an art set. I opened it and dumped out the contents; It had some old acrylic paints and a canvas. I set out the paints and grabbed a pencil. I thought for a second then started to draw. I drew a sunset, with some light clouds in the background that meshed into the sky. I opened the paints, starting with the purple. I painted the bottom and continued with pink and a redish yellow tint. I sat for about an hour painting just the sun and mixing paint colors with the tray I found at the back of my bed. After I was satisfied with the sunset, I started painting the sky. I painted the clouds a light gray and blended it with the blue for the sky. I kept blending in the tray until I was sure I had the right color. I'm a perfectionist, especially at art. I've been taking art classes since I was six and I've gotten pretty good. Painting is my favorite style of art, next to sculpting. About 2 hours into my project, I finally finished my sky. I took a step back and stared at it. Hmm. …. I took another step and ended up falling on my back. I landed on my bed and blew my hair out of my face. I stared at the ceiling and started to draw pictures with my finger. In reality I was just drawing in the air, but in my mind I could see each line I traced and each color I used. I eventually had a beautiful picture of a water side condo with the waves crashing on the shore underneath it. I smiled. My dream house, that's what I just painted. I planned on moving to the sun-filled beaches of Hawaii. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I let it out slowly and relaxed. I fell asleep, dreaming of my beautiful home in Hawaii.