As she finished the art piece she had worked so hard on, she started to get excited. She did the last bit of detail and moved the wooden board, that she used as a table, and the art piece on it, onto the bed next to her. She put away the pencils and rubbers and sharpener. She picked up the piece of paper that was cut into a cloud shape, it let people know she was the one who'd drawn it. She put it down on the paper so that it wasn't covering any important part of the picture and then she stood to admire it. She couldn't wait to make it her next chapter of her art book on wattpad! She looked around for her phone to take a picture of it. She couldn't see it. She went downstairs and found it where she'd left it the night before. She ran up the stairs with it and pressed the on button. Nothing happened. She held it down. The 0% battery image came up. 

She ran downstairs to put it on charge. Because she couldn't publish her drawing, she decided to settle with writing a short story about it using her new computer instead. (Can't take a non-mirrored photo on computer). She opened up 'My Works' and clicked 'Short Stories and Random Things'. She made a new page, titled 'True story'. She started writing, 'As she finished...