Starting today I will be writing anything that has been going on in the morning till nighttime. But I know it'll be full of things that happened after school.
This is for my mental health, okay?
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I seriously looked like an odiot, talking to a book like I'm talking to some mortal. Geez. I don't care anymore!
I opened the first page and my eyes are gifted with a beautiful, smooth, white piece of paper. It is empty, but it holds endless possibilities. So magnificent.
Moving on, I grabbed the nearest pencil. This blue-colored mechanical pencil was from a friend. It just happened when I pleaded her for a pencil that I can borrow for the rest of the week. At that time my one-and-only lucky charm mecha-pencil was gone. And so was my other lucky charm- a phone stapler I got from spinning a gacha somewhere in the local mall. Maybe my face looked so pitiful that she decided to give me her mecha-pencil for here. Lucky!
There is also Mr.Eraser that I got from another friend. Not like my last eraser, this time it's white, big, and I hope it won't break fast or get lost.
I think this is enough for the introductions, now on to writing!
But seriously, where do I start?
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What's Going After School
RandomThis is a light story, especially for those who need some happy pills or just simply filling in while waiting for time to pass by. Cait Sith, an ordinary girl at the age of 14, started to write down random stuff she remembers before going to bed. Fo...
