A Beatiful Painting

I was drawn on March 29. That day, a boy named Barış drew me, every detail, every line, very, very neatly and carefully. I think I would be the first painting. While he had made no mistakes, a friend came rumbling through the door. Because Barış was very scared and his friend Elan entered the door without knocking on the door, his hand slipped and I was muffled. I had a huge black paint that looked really bad on me. Barış was very angry but did not show it. He took me with him and left the house. took me to a painter. there my frames and glass were made. When I got home, peace hung me in the corner. I looked very different. she made fun of me. “What a disgusting picture this is.” said. Barış was very angry again, but he did not get angry with Ela. Well, the reason why I looked bad was hazel. he was always apologizing to them when peace was going to paint a new picture. Some table friends who came to me were complaining about hazel. they all wanted Elan to leave the house. For days, the tables increased and hazel got even more annoying. We couldn’t stand it anymore and one day we talked to Ela. Ela was shocked at first, but then when I told her what had happened, she realized how badly she had behaved and apologized for peace. after that, the lines of peace were perfect.