In a town where colors danced and twirled, lived a shy girl named Pip. Pip's cheeks were as red as raspberries when she thought of her art exam.

Pip loved to paint, but oh what a fright! She trembled with worry that her brushstrokes might not be right.

One day in her room, Pip was in quite a tizzy. 'What if my painting looks all wrong and not pretty?' she thought.

"But I love to paint, I do, I do! Maybe I'll mix a shade of blue!", Pip said confidently, yet still a little nervous.

Swish, swish went her brush! Pip's paper got all mush. A blob of purple splattered down, making her frown.

But then she saw it—right there in the midst—was a figure, a shape, a form to twist!

"A dragon!" she cried, her eyes opened wide. Pip picked her brush up with newfound pride.

With each stroke and swoop, she created a blop. She added legs and wings, and even a hat on top!

Her worries melted, her heart felt light. The dragon she painted was such a delight!

The room filled with magic and tales anew. Pip's masterpiece grew and grew!

When the exam day came, Pip walked with grace. Her painting was different, but brought a smile to every face.

From that day on, Pip painted with zest, knowing mistakes can turn out to be the best!