quarta-feira, 2 de junho de 2010

Artist model





It was Friday afternoon and I was sitting in Cassandra's with my friends. They were laughing and talking about their weekend plans. But I wasn't feeling happy. There was a boy on the other side of the room and he was staring at me. I couldn't concentrate on what my friends were saying and I was getting really angry. Suddenly, I couldn't stand it anymore. I stood up and walked over to the boy. When I got closer, I saw that there were a lot of colored pencils on his table and an open notebook with a drawing of me. The boy looked up, smiled and...

  • What do you think......what did happen....write about it.

(source-Power English Books)

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