I've always wanted to be a writer. I was a fairy girl fantasied about cubbies in walls that let to invisible lands. I envied the teens who were novelist by 14 while I had in summer tutoring -- See I'm dyslexic, painfully so. But 2020 is my year, because I've seen death and I no longer want to live with the weight of regret. I'm going to give this my best shot and in your return I ask for your time and honest in my work.
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Story by Emma Dewitt
- 1 Published Story

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Hann imagined by 24 years old she's be changing diapers during sleepless night in little home with her family...