Revealing my identity

Having signed out of the restaurant at the end of her shift, Anne boarded a taxi to take her home.

While she rode in the taxi, she relaxed on the seat and carefully went through the events of the day in her head. Work had been stressful, worse than she had expected. She had served three annoying customers within the space of five minutes and had come to the brink of losing her job.

She had also for the first time, visited the office of the general Manager even though it was not for the best of reasons, and had seen beautiful works of art which had somehow awakened the artistic prowess in her.

She had decided to follow her passion for drawing by opening her mind to learning how to draw. But how? Previous attempts had been disastrous.

"We are here Miss". The chauffeur announced, pulling into the hostel's parking lot.

Anne headed straight to her room after paying the fare.

Her roommate, Grace was in, preparing for a night prep.

"Hi, Anne". She greeted.