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                                                   AUGUST HEAT

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I was not able to decide whether this was a dream or reality, until he shook me. First of all I should introduce myself. I am Kiara Goodwill, an artist by profession, not a famous one though, can`t imagine why?

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I just love to wander about and capture beautiful scenes on my canvas. Today I woke up around 10 a.m. quickly grabbed some toast and orange juice and sat down to work. What work?....I had no idea.After scratching my head for a while I drew a graveyard and I added R.I.P Mr. Anderson. I took the sheet, rolled it, and hid it in my bag.I don`t know why, but I did. I moved out of the house still thinking that the painting was the worst I had ever made in my career of thirty years. I started walking down the street. The heat seemed to be melting my skin. After a walk of about half an hour, I was feeling thirsty so I decided to enter a construction site to ask for some water.

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I met a person there who was friendly and he gave me some juice. Then we started to talk, and he told me his name was Bill Anderson. He was working on some kind of carving. It was a coffin, I guess, and then he started to carve, and that was the moment I was unable to decide, whether this was a dream or reality, until he shook me. He had the name Kiara Goodwill on the coffin. I asked him from where he had got the name. He said casually that he had wanted a name and just carved it.

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BY: Annunya Gudhenia-XA

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