I have this little notebook. It's not worth very much but it's worth my whole life. I would paint it until it's perfect. It's not the notebook that worth a lot to me it's what's inside. I would stay up every night to write in it. I practically have my whole heart and mind in it. I didn't think many people would want to read it but if just one person would want to take a chance on it and possibly have a lighter heart or just waste their time then I would be glad. Although I have messy handwriting and still in middle school I thought that could be something I could do.
-Nov 4th, 2018
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