My aunt Robin was old and really grumpy. One day she looked herslef in the mirror and she decided that she could have a portrait of herself. Immediately, she picked up the phone and she dialed the number of the world-famous portrait painter Rolf. She was lucky, because few hours before that, her friend gave her Rolf's visit card.
She called Rolf, and she arranged a meeting with him. Twice a week she visited his studio. Rolf took a new drawing board and few pencils, and he started painting Robin's portrait. He didn't want Robin to see the picture until it was completely done. Finally, Rolf finished the portrait, he really liked it, and he said to her that it was really. She was really excited and she hurried to see the portrait. The portrait was life like, and it looked exactly like Robin.
Unfortunately, she was unhappy with the portrait. She refused to pay and take that precious work of Rolf's hands, and she ordered him to paint a new one, a younger one. This time, she didn't visit the studio to see the work on her new portrait. After three months, the portrait was finally done, and ready to be seen by Robin's eyes. It didn't look like Robin at all. I mean she was so old and wrinkled, and the painting was filled with youthness. And this time she was thrilled with the painting. She paid Rolf a large amount of money and he was happy with the portrait, and the money he earned.
Short story I wrote in school. :3
Post je objavljen 21.02.2014. u 10:38 sati.