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  • LECTURAS 6
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  • Partes 7
  • Hora 11m
Continúa, Has publicado ago 12, 2016
A short story about a girl that can't think of an idea but when one comes to her in a dream her reality changes. She then starts be living in her in herself. Climbing out of the hole of self doubt she was previously living in. Overall, a relatable story for anyone who's ever had writers block or felt like their best wasn't good enough, even anyone who's ever doubted themselves and felt like they couldn't do it. Hope u enjoy this short story. 

Sincerely, 
Your anonymous writer

Ps idk what happened somehow part 2 hot switched with part 3 read part 2 first thanks
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