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That's what I wrote for about 10-30 mins (distracted moments and procrastination included).
I wanted to work on writing short stories on paper (since I haven't done that since May •~•) so I wrote about having no ideas.
As you can see, I jacked up a lot XD I scratched some stuff out.
I ain't perfect hunny.
Oh no.
GHETTO CAR GO AWAY •~•
This is what it says if you can't read my awful handwriting:
Thoughts swirl thru my head, motivation rising. I couldn't pinpoint an idea down, it just flew thru the cracks of my fingertips (can't write). I looked into the distance, seeing nothing but a blank page. It gives off a bit of intimidation (A/N DATS NOT ON PAGE: OH NO I MESSED UP BECAUSE THIS IS WHERE I HAD TO HELP WITH STUFF. IMA ADD A WORD) that fell over me. Suddenly, my breath hitched. The breath in my lungs seemed to disappear (I'm updating this on the paper as I go XD) as my eyes rested in a sight. I tried to shake the thought from my head, but it wouldn't budge. The words of encouragement flew thru like bullets, whisking past my head at a rapid pace. I took a deep breath, mumbling only a few words to myself, "You can do it. You can do it." That sentence left my frozen lips time and time again. I finally glue my eyes to the blank page, grabbed my pen, and started writing.
(AS IM ABOUT TO FINISH A FLY FLIES PAST MY HEAD *scream* WHY DID I KEEP THE DOOR OPEN YESTERDAY?)
Here's what writing about having no ideas turns into!
It's grand.
Carleigh Green
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This (why did that auto into Thai?) is what the page looks like after copying everything onto here:
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