A boy sits in a room.

The room is bright.

He holds a brush.

He wants to paint.

The table has colors.

He looks at a paper.

It is white.

He dreams big.

He says, "I can make something!"

He picks blue.

He starts.

The brush moves.

He painted a little last year.

Now he tries more.

Painting my way begins, he thinks.

He smiles.

The day is quiet.