On November 22 I was on the way to school, hydroplaned, flipped several times, then wrapped my car around a tree. My series I submitted was in the back seat and was flung out it the road for my best friend to pick up as everyone thought I were on the way to the hospital dying. I escaped with few things not broken, bruised, or bleeding. Since then and before I've had alot of drama the last 6 months. My art is my journal. I also won "Best in Show", 2nd place, and a honorable mention in the art show at school .... I finally got what I have deserved for so long. I've finally become good at my craft. Hell, and I'm only 16.