Once Upon A Park Bench
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Last published Sat, Aug 29, 2015
This is Tammie's world, journal-form. Dare to enter?
Hey Guys! This is my first time posting on Wattpad! I'm new to all of this and kinda actually have no idea what I'm doing (I dont even know if I'm allowed to write all of this in this section?). I've been writing for about 5 years now and I've been told by numerous people that I'm really good and should do something with my writing. I'm not bragging or anything, I'm actually surprised that I've decided to even do this. I've been putting it off for a while now because in all honesty I dont think I'm all that good (not fishing for compliments don't worry) and terrified of posting anything on here. But I've decided to toughen up and put myself out there. This is just a little something I put together, I'd like to know what you guys think and if its good enough I'll continue! (And fix up the cover too!)
P.S. Please be kind, I'm already nervous enough :)
Hope you guys like it!
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