It’s taxing, exhausting, a wrecking of my nerves,
It’s hard, and it’s tough, and no more than I deserve.
For as I look back on all of my mistakes,
I realise that hard work is how I them repay.
So I struggle now, to make up for the past,
For I am determined to right my wrongs at long last.
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Hi everyone!
I'm a young girl on twenty-one, who is currently taking the bachelor Popular Fiction at the South Gate Society School of Creative Writing.
Here I'll study every kind of writing, which means this website will be about anything from short stories to poems. I will write everything from my preferred subject - fantasy - to experimental texts, where I'll try to grow as an author.
Enjoy!
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