Prologue*tears on a canvas*

Nicollette is not your ordinary girl...matter in fact she is just a painting that has lived in the museum for hundreds of years until one day she decides to escape the frame that has trapped her for so long and to actually explore the world for how it is today. While finding her true self she finds a boy could it be love? Will she forget the life of the museum, and smoothly painted works of art? Or will she forget the boy and go back to where she came?