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The Writing Advent Calendar
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Complete, First published Dec 04, 2022
It is the 4th of December. I wanted to do this earlier but I forgot. Sorry about that. I got this idea from Instagram. I think. It's highly probable. But my aunt is doing something similiar, too. Okay, that's enough gibberish. I'm writing my first story today. No idea what it's gonna be about. Oh well. I'll figure it out somehow. I love Christmas so I'm pretty excited. Okay Imma stop writing the weird stuff now. Enjoy.

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