Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either imaginary or the result of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental.
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Author's Note:
This story is written by an amateur seventeen-year-old girl whose first language isn't English. Thus, kindly note that there will be a few (I reckon a lot) grammatical, typographical, and spelling errors throughout the story.
This is also my first story and is written in English, and I swear I've tried my absolute best to convey the imaginary things I've created in my mind LOL. Please understand that I had a lot of difficulty writing this story due to my lack of English vocabulary, so please, PLEASE bear with me. ☹️🙏🏻
Also, even though I struggled with writing the story and even considered giving up halfway through (which I was grateful I did not) because of how difficult it is for me to merely think up words I didn't even know existed🤧, I enjoyed it nonetheless. I reckon writing this story might also count as my very own ordeal. Eme. 😆
Anyway, I hope that you'll enjoy reading this short story I've made. It's not much, but I guess it'll do. Thank you, and God bless! Mwamwa! ( ◜‿◝ )♡
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