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"But there is one problem though." "And what could that be Mr Robertson?" "You don't have any ECAs." "ECAs?" I looked at him confused. "Sorry, I meant to say you don't have any extracurricular activities or physical fitness." "I can't participate in any form of sports due to my illness, the administration knows that." I told him. "I know, I'm head of the sports department" he reminded "but even with your illness, you can still participate in other activities." "Like?" I frowned.

Katerina The papers are spread across my bed like I'm planning to make a thousand paper flowers for a wedding. They cover the blanket so thickly you can hardly see it between the gaps. Stalking around the mattress, I write hastily on the back of a scrap piece I've folded in half. My notes must make me seem insane. No one could decipher my scribbles, which have been made in increasingly frantic lines. But I need to write to keep track, and also ... to believe that what I'm seeing is true.

If Max has started hating Olivia, how can they build a relation "Olivia is a good girl. You heard her mother, she wasn't in a good mood today." His mother spok Max picked up his glass that had some red content in it and took a few sips. "What's my business with her mood? I'm only asking Emily not to get infected, or do you want her to grow up as an idiot with mood fluctuation in an event, as well?" He a Her sister chuckled and tugged his arm, "brother, that was rude." She

Abigail's pov - I am immersed in my writing, my thoughts entwined with the intricate threads of a new plot. It sounds promising, at least in the confines of my own mind. If I'm content with it, perhaps my readers will be too. My fingers tap rhythmically on the keyboard, each keystroke a dance of creativity as I attempt to weave words into a captivating tapestry.

I used to love a lot of things starting with painting, dancing, swimming, singing, and— ‘I write. Yeah! I write. A lot. I am an author…umm sort of.’ I stutter, cursing myself mentally. Yes, I do write and I love it. I am not a famous author but some of my work is published on non-existing platforms. So, technically I am not lying.

I said. He kept rolling. “Tell me.” “When she comes.” I pressed my back a little more firmly against the door frame. “I want to go back to writing. Not in secret this time. Actually publish things. Under my own name, not Vera Mills.” He was quiet. Still working. “I know the platform is being restructured,” I said. “I know Kendrick’s running it again. I’m not asking for anything to be arranged. I just want you to know that it’s something I’m going to do and I need it not to be a problem.”

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Hi, Thank you so much for choosing my book. I hope that you like it. I want to say, that I am writing this for fun in my free time so if you wish to continue please be patient. I'm trying to write a chapter a day, but I also have school and work, so sometimes, I can't make it.

I will be writing this month but next month it will go on hiatus because I have exams :( \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \

I spent two hours trying to write a draft of an article I could submit to Melanie. I haven't written anything before. It's true I have some experiences in marketing, but that is different from writing an article. I only had to think of some catchy phrases before to attract my target audience, but this time I have to write a full article! That's insane! I thought about calling Colin or Nancy to ask for some advice, but I remember telling Colin last night that I would deal with my tasks and problems on my own. What should I do?