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          Grace* and I were talking before she left. It was the exact same conversation as it had always been. 
          
          Me: Can you help me? 
          Grace*: with?
          Me: you know. My feet, eyeballs, elbows, and follow through.
          Grace*: *laughs* *gets up*
          *we stand at the line and shoot*
          Grace*: why do you ask me to help you every night? I am going to tell you the same thing every time until you get it right every time. 
          Me: I don't know. Maybe it is because I need a constant. I need someone who I know will always push me. I need confidence, if not in myself, then I need someone who has confidence in me. I don't really need to ask you the same question every night, but it helps me to know that somebody has faith in me.
          Grace*: Do you have faith in you? 
          Me: honestly, only the smallest amount, and that is only when I do something brilliant.
          *she passes me the ball and nods to the basket*
          Grace*: Then show me something brilliant. 
          *she smiles* 
          *I shoot and it make it perfectly* 
          *look over to her for confirmation* 
          *she smiles at me and goes to get her stuff* 
          But the ending was different. And today, the end was the best part. ❤️
          
          April*: This makes me happy! 
          
          
          Me:Why?
          Me: I mean, it makes me happy too, but why?
          
          April*: Because you are happy and you aren't worrying about anything! 
          
          She has that effect on me. When I can't stop worrying, I think of our after practice conversations. When I feel rushed in practice and I can't make any shots (especially when we do three lines) I look at her and imagine her saying, "Slow down. Breathe." And I make it. I am still going the same speed, but my mind slows down. My heart slows down. Everything gets covered in happy. 
          
          *Names have been changed to protect identity. 
          

I just published the first chapter of my story, "Painting Grace". I'll try to update regularly, but no promises. I really hope you guys like this one. I hope it encourages you to read and comment and vote (especially comment and read and vote) on my other stories. 
          Happy Reading
          Happy Writing 

Nobody reads these, so...
          I love her! 
          So much! 
          I'd be gone without you! 
          This thanksgiving,
          I'm thankful for a lot,
          But mostly,
          I am thankful
          For meeting 
          You! ❤️

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"I'm Back!" said the  squish squirrel. 
          "Die!" Shouted Grimm
          With that outburst Grimm ripped the squirrel from the tree and ricocheted him off the tree and onto the moon. 
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Please read "I am Sarah" and tell me what you think.

Lmao! Wtf did this? Saw what it was, dude... Why? Time to change my password, my passcode, and my name. Maybe even my street address. Lmao! 

Hey @WriterGirls01 
          Thank you! I am so happy you liked my story enough to give me third in your writing contest! I hope y start the new contests up again soon. :) 

Secret: I am Sarah (Chapter 1 is published) is a modified memoir. 
          Secret: Missing Midnight (Not Published) is also a modified memoir.