Since  day one I was just a little girl. I was a very good drawer and everyone said I was too. They said I should become a limner. But I was not sure if I wanted to become one. In fact I did’t even wanted to become a limner. But would I want to give up such a unique gift? That night my head was swimming with decisions. “A very BEAUTIFUL GIFT of drawing or another job.” I said in my head. That night I could not sleep a wink last night. My father just wanted to make money for my family when I get older. On the other hand my mother wanted to do what I love. “But is there anything in this DREADFUL WORLD that I can make allot  of money AND do something I love .” I thought to my self.

20 YEARS LATER                                                            I ended up being a limner. But I don’t make a lot of money. But that’s the life of a limner.

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