Personal Narrative: Grandfather's Friend And Arrival Times By Warren King

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I walked through the hotel, pieces of art entering and leaving my line of sight like someone throwing an apple past my face. I passed mosaics of children underwater and Abraham Lincoln; I passed paintings of fish and collages with seas of blue paper. None of these pieces really caught my attention and I walked past them like someone walks past the people they’re avoiding. I was about to leave the venue and my friends were tugging on my hoodie. Then, something caught my eye. “Grandfather’s Friend and Arrival Times” by Warren King was a piece of art I wouldn’t be forgetting. My friends must’ve noticed the way I stopped walking and stared because no one was tugging on my sleeve anymore. My head turned towards the art and didn’t turn away for