Inside Art
Kids outside the painting


I hit water. I sputtered, trying to get my head above the surface.

Where was I? All I could see were ripples of green and blue, thick as fingerpaint. The sound of lapping water surrounded me.

Through a hole in the water, I could see some kids from the art museum. I tried shouting, but they didn't hear me. I couldn't swim through the hole either. Where was I? I lifted my head up and looked around... 


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