Elizabeth nodded"Yeah,I think painting is cool!If I was any good at it I would probably be doing that instead. "She said ,She was a very bad painter or at least she thought she was.She had given up trying to paint and just started doing photography instead.(G'night!)
"I play the violin." She said. She was the first chair. Though, she did have metal hands, she could play very well. People always underestimated her and said she'd never be able to do anything. They'd said that she'd just break every instrument she touched because of her metal hands. So, when she was about 10 years old, she wanted to prove them wrong. So she decided to join orchestra. At first, she played awful. But over years and years of practice, she'd finally perfected her vibrato, tuning, and bowing. Though she had a bit if a hard time with the rhythm, until she finally learned the rhythm of the song by practicing it, she could just look at a new sheet of music and be able to play it perfectly. In fact, she played better with other people than she did with solos. But she didn't mention any of that. Carmin could tell they were close to the market because of the drifting aroma of fresh pastries from the bakery. Her mouth began to water.
You're reminding me of Mr. Hocutt 
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ik. I really miss him! He was the best teacher ever! Though, ms young is cool, she can never be like mr Hoccut.)
(Ya. Lol.
at least he's happy! He likes where he's working.)
"I think she's making the raspberry cobblers today!" She said, her stomach grumbling. "Maybe we can stop by on our way back and grab a little snack." She said smiling. "I'm getting kinda hungry." She giggled.
