Memories were as haunting as that childish fear of a monster under your bed, however it is much harder to outgrow memories than it is to escape childish fears.
(I refuse to change this in respect to the terrible, cringey writer I was years ago. But I promise I'm no longer like this.)
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R-L-Moran
Mar 08, 2022 03:59PM
Just a heads up, I have removed She Was Clever from my published stories. I wrote that almost 7 years ago and re-reading it out of boredom I saw dumb 15 year old me accidentally turned a plot point...View all Conversations
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