Breaking the Mould
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Last published Mon, Jan 4, 2016
This is a short story I have written based on a personal experience. "Breaking the Mould" refers to gaining confidence. About 2years ago I started drama classes and at the beginning I had no confidence. I was afraid to go out on stage and say my lines and this story is based on how I was scared and how I overcame that fear.
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Hiii lovelies! This short story is an origin story (ish) for my adult fantasy book that I'll publish in June 2025 (internally screaming).
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