Scenario:Sophie sets out to her grandma's house in the rain and along the way, she encounters the town's street artist and becomes determined to interview him to fulfill her dream of becoming a journalist.
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Sophie sets out to her grandma's house in the rain and along the way, she encounters the town's street artist and becomes determined to interview him to fulfill her dream of becoming a journalist.
Some people thought he was a drifter, and others thought he lived in a different town altogether.
But no one knew for sure, and no one knew who he was.
The only thing they knew was that he was good at what he did.
He was the town’s street artist, and he was amazing.
His art was colorful and bright, and it had transformed our small town into a vibrant canvas of its own.
There wasn’t a single building or sidewalk that didn’t have his art on it, and he worked fast.
It seemed like every day there was a new mural to look at, but no one knew how he did it or why.
And that was what I wanted to know.
I wanted to know who Mr.
Jenkins was and why he did what he did.
I wanted to know what made him tick, and I wanted to be the one to tell the world about it.
I was going to be Mr.
Jenkins’ first and only interview, and I was going to be the one to get it.
I had been waiting for this moment for so long, and I wasn’t about to let it slip away.
My name is Sophie, and I’m a journalist in training at the local newspaper.
And I was going to be the one to get the interview with Mr.
Jenkins, no matter what it took.
It wasn’t like me to give up on a story, but I had spent weeks trying to get an interview with him, and I was running out of time.
I’d been busy with classes and hadn’t had much time to focus on my budding career as a journalist, but now that summer break was here, I was ready to get started.
And this story was at the top of my list.
If I could just get an interview with Mr.
Jenkins, I would have my big break, and my career would finally take off.
But getting an interview with him was easier said than done.
He never stayed in one place for long, and no one knew how to contact him or where he lived.