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"Look at this, I call it the depth. I made it for you." The kid smiled excitedly as he nudged me with the edge of the painting.

His happiness was something everyone wanted. Such a happy child; happiness isn't easy to come by but we can find our own happiness in the most random and little things. We find happiness by first letting go of whatever saddens or depresses us, whatever or whoever it may be. And that gave me an idea. 

"Tell me what you think, come on. Do you like it?" Rodney asked skeptically. I bent my head to the side, looking at the painting closely.

"Are you just stalling because you don't know what to say?" He asked with a bored expression on his face. Well, no, I definitely wasn't. "it's okay, my mom does it all the time. After all, not everyone can appreciate good art, not even if it hit them in the face." He shrugged.

Ouch. 

"Well, no, I wasn't stalling