-Pop Art-
The art teacher was pulled onto a blank canvas where she was in a bind and could hardly move. Her eyes were sealed of from the surrounding scenery with a cloth. She was filled with terror and fear, not knowing what was going to happen to her. A machine gun popped out from the ground. It soon pelted her with paint ball, splatting onto her and the canvas with bright colors. The speed of the paintball increases and it soon did damage toward her. Little did she knew that the paint balls hold a secret. Some of the balls were just painted bullets. She was in pain and agony screaming from the top of her lungs for it to stop. As the machine ignored her plea, she was being shot at many times. She soon died with the canvas covered in pink and
The art teacher was pulled onto a blank canvas where she was in a bind and could hardly move. Her eyes were sealed of from the surrounding scenery with a cloth. She was filled with terror and fear, not knowing what was going to happen to her. A machine gun popped out from the ground. It soon pelted her with paint ball, splatting onto her and the canvas with bright colors. The speed of the paintball increases and it soon did damage toward her. Little did she knew that the paint balls hold a secret. Some of the balls were just painted bullets. She was in pain and agony screaming from the top of her lungs for it to stop. As the machine ignored her plea, she was being shot at many times. She soon died with the canvas covered in pink and