A Bit Of Me
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- Chapitres 2
En cours d'écriture8m
Dernière publication jeu., oct. 18, 2018
Hi there! I was in a writing group called power of the pen throughout my middle school years and part of my highschool years. We would write a short story in 45 minutes. I fixed them up a bit and now I want to share them. This is a colaboration of my short stories. So I hope you enjoy.
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