I was about to write, but my ten minutes are up. Never mind, I have two more minutes.
I've always believed in fate. But fate hasn't been amazingly kind to me. I'm kind either; just constantly ignoring me. I wait for something big to happen, and when it does, it's gone before I can really grasp how awesome it was. But the miniature up. I have to go now.
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From Thoughts to Paper
Short StoryPretty much my diary from the beginning of the school year. May be relatable. You'll have to read to know that... Disclaimer: Don't read if you like happy! Because barely any of it is
