One day in art class, my teacher just started yelling at me for no reason. Her name for the purpose of protecting her identity( not that I really care, but I don't want to get in trouble) is Ms. Splatter. She is INSANE. She used to make us do stuff for her like choose songs for her daughters birthday party. We didn't want to do that. One day she asked me to stand in front of the whole class and tell her what I thought about my work. I told her that I thought it was pretty good, but not the best thing ever. She then asked everyone else in my class to say what they thought about it and people said that it was good. Ms.Splatter then said that she thought that it was horrible and that I have no hope at all and that I should just quit. This year if my art teacher asks me why I'm so bad at art, I can just say that my old art teacher last year crushed my dreams.
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