I despise this world, but I love painting. I hate those ugly faces, yet they are the truest reflection of me. After I died, I tried with all my might to keep my eyes shut, refusing to face this glittering, soul-crushing world. But an angel gave me the chance to live again. I inhabited someone else's body and experienced the world through it. It turned out that there was more to it than ugliness: there was also struggle and hope. In the end, I fell in love with this world once more. Only later did I discover that this world was, well...
Theme: Going from hating life to gradually discovering the little things that make it beautiful.
It's so well written! Keep up the good work! Don't give up on writing!
Great! Keep up the good work!