Becoming Brave
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Last published Thu, Apr 5, 2018
Well, I didn't really know I was creating a story. I mean, obviously, I knew I was telling a story, but I never really realized it would turn into this whole novel. I like it though. Like, it's the worst year of my life and all, but it can be good to look at that stuff sometimes, I suppose. I don't know. My name is Nolan by the way, and this is the story of my first love, my struggles in life, and I guess just everything that happened this year. I don't really know what else to say and I don't really want to get into all of it that much any way. Just read the story I guess. Everything you need to know is in there.
Oh yeah, one more thing. This book might be around a PG-13 rating because I swear and stuff about as much as your average teenage boy does. Also I have some pretty stupid friends who do some pretty stupid things that contain: "drug, alcohol, and mild romantic themes."
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