Prologue<br/><br/><br/>"Linn! Wake up and come eat your breakfast! I made your favorite!" Yelled mom from downstairs.<br/><br/>I yawned and rolled over, ending up on the floor by accident. As I stood up, I noticed a little glass bottle with a piece of paper on the inside sitting on the outside of my window sill. A cork was the only thing keeping it closed.<br/><br/>I pushed my window open, grabbed the bottle, and opened it up. Here's what the message said:<br/><br/>"Dear Linn, Happy 14th birthday! Today is your special day, and I am writing this letter to celebrate it. I really, really....uh...well...I feel shy telling you this but, I really like you. We've known each other for a really long time, and we're best friends. I was thinking that maybe it was time that we...I don't know...go out on a date, to the movies or something?  Your bestfriend, Jonothan."<br/><br/>I smiled while I was reading it. All of a sudden, an old-fashioned key flew through my window. I picked it up and looked out of my window. Jonothan waved. "Put it on a necklace chain! Its a special key. I don't know where it leads, but keep it over your heart forever and always to remember me, just in case you lose me! And who knows, someday you might find that special door!" Yelled Jonothan from the ground. I laughed and said "Ok. I will!"  and closed the window.<br/><br/>As I ran downstairs, the sweet scent of pumpkin spice pancakes with butter and syrup, filled my nostrils, along with bacon. My mom was right, it was my favorite!<br/><br/>When I arrived in the kitchen, I noticed a medium sized box sitting on the table, just closed with a red ribbon, my favorite color. "Go ahead, open it." said my mother.<br/><br/>I pulled one end of the ribbon. I opened the lid. Inside, there was a canvas sketchbook, along with a paintbrush. I was a little dissapointed, even though I<span style="font-style: italic">am</span>an artsy person.<br/><br/>"Wow, thanks mom!" I tried to say with confidence.<br/><br/>"I knew you would like it." She said with a smile. "Now,, eat up! You've got a big day ahead of you."<br/><br/>Indeed I did. Little did I know that the paintbrush, that simple, boring, little paintbrush was going to change<span style="font-style: italic">everything</span>in my life.<br/><br/>(Anything she paints with the brush comes to life)