She closes her eyes as the wind blows through her hair. she feels like she's flying as she spread her arms out to her sides. She smiles and finally opens her eyes. The sun is setting and she sits down quietly. Just enjoying the silence and the beautiful sunset like there is no care in the world. "Wouldn't it be nice to do this everyday?" she thought.
"Sally!!! Come down this instant!! Whatchu doing up there? you crazy?!" An annoying voice calls for her and with a heavy heart, she climbs down the roof through the attic. It's the second time that she was caught by Sam, her little sister. A little bossy for a 'little' sister huh? She better keep a look out and stay away from the roof for a little while or she is sure that Sam is going to tell on her.
Sally walks to her bedroom, shuts the door and begin to sketch right away. She is a very talented artist. Or at least she hoped to be. She just loves to draw. anything that she sees or that she likes- what ever that inspires her, she will draw. No matter how it turned out to be, she will be happy and content by it. It is very rare to see this kind of attitude from other people because people nowadays always look and expect too much from the final result and not the process or the love and passion for it. It's such a pity. That is why Sally only draws and keep her drawing in her own private room. It is her own world and that is where she can truly be herself and be happy to express. She feels that the world is cruel and unjust. But then, she had a glimpse of hope that it isn't all true. There is beauty in the world.
