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The Art of Expression
The Art of Expression
The Art of Expression
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The Art of Expression

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Bleu Olson has struggled with anxiety from the age of ten. As her student loans continue to escalate her parents urge her to make a change. When Bleu meets Jane Vincenti in an art class she thinks she has found a friend for life, only to find she may not actually be there.

Through body art and an obsession over the human body, Jane introduces Bleu to a whole new whelm of confidence.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDiana Green
Release dateJul 14, 2015
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    The Art of Expression - Diana Green

    DIANA GREEN

    The Art

    of Expression

    A Short story

    Short Stories at East | New York

    Copyright © 2015 by Diana Green

    All rights reserved.

    The Art of Expression is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the author.

    Bleu felt the mingling of conversation heat with tension before she even opened the door to the student lounge. Just a few quick breaths. She placed her hand on the cold, worn brass door handle and pulled the door open.

    The fluorescent lights hit her eyes hard, and the sting of the buzz left a ring in her ears. She clutched her notebook close to her chest and walked passed unassuming eyes—that from her perspective seemed to slice into her like sharpened knives.

    She noticed two people in the corner look away from here and resume their conversation. Are they laughing at me? They’re laughing at me.

    Bleu approached the coffee counter and stood in line. The man in front of her had a

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