CLASS B (Bridget)
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Ongoing6m
Last published Mon, Apr 10, 2017
Class description:
Classes will post one lesson a week and have two due assignments each week. These may include:
-A writing project on one of your personally written stories
-A writing project using a prompt
-A socail experiment
-A magic class (this is a magic school after all!)
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