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I approach towards the Sheldon art museum with my group. I then quickly rushed in with excitement. The building was huge in the inside I was amazed by all the stairs the glass walls it was all breath taking. My leader Tina lets us explore, a rush of excitement just ran across my body. I hurry up on side of the stair. “Oh wow this is amazing,” I screamed with delight! I had two doors to pick tough decision, so I just picked the closes one aka the lift door. I then slowly approach in with my friends the whole room is dark, at first I was nervous to walk in anymore. I slowly started walking room to room then I started jumping room to room, until the big scary face sculpture.  It was like almost as big as me with this sketchy face with words that said something like the rise of hell. So that was when I was like I’m out of here.
I then began to look at some amazing, beautiful, breathtaking, and one of s kind paintings and sculptures. There was a total of four big rooms filled with all different types of paintings and sculptures. There were big paintings that were very colorful. There would be some small paintings that didn’t have much colors. There were big sculptures outside and small ones inside and they all had cool designs on them that catches my eye. The colors were just bright and beautiful.
When you walk in every room you have to make sure you aren’t too loud for the other people in the room. The rooms fill up with echoes really quickly. I would be on the other side of the room and I could hear other people talking from the other side. I would say after the day had to come to an end this was one of my favorite location we visited, I hope to come back someday and view all the new paintings and sculptures!


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