The Artist

When I was three years old I was in my room with a friend and I was bored. I had some paints, but no paper, so I painted on the wall. After I was through, and a little while later, my friend was laughing.

My mom said, "Who scribbed on the wall?" No one said anything, so she went back to the living room.

After a while, she came back in the bedroom and said, "Who is the famous artist who drew this beautiful picture?"

"I am, Mommy. I'm the famous artist."

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