Chapter 2

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     Why hello mate! I'm Elias Picasso. Yes like the famous Picasso. Well technically I'm not Picasso, but I am his son. Yes I'm sure you art lovers are very confused. Well my father hid me from the world. I was known as Elias Thompson son of Patrick and Anne Thompson.
       My father as you probably already know is the one and only famous Picasso. He died when I was four and fortunately I wasn't there to witness my father's murder.
           I was bullied growing up because nobody believed that I was the famous Picasso's son. The only person besides my mother that believed me was my long-term best friend, Risotto Van Gogh.
      Risotto Van Gogh was the son of the famous artist Vincent Van Gogh. He believed me because he too is the son of a famous artist. Risotto and I helped each other through the hard times because we understood that it's hard being the son of a famous artist.
       Anyways Risotto died of suicide in 2004. He told me in his suicide note that he appreciates my help but he couldn't take it. He still felt as if Van Gogh was a label and not his last name that is a name to be honored.

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