Paper One A4 Novels & Stories

The school notebook only contains at least fifty sheets of paper. When Via had almost filled up the school's notebook, she discerned fear that she would run out of all the papers available to her. She began her practice on the 1/2 intermediate pad paper that was EasyWrite. The thin layer of EasyWrite paper makes it a bit transparent that the trace of writing on the front page would make the words on the back unreadable. The intermediate pad paper was a scratch for mathematical computations. Because they only have to submit the final answers in their school notebook in Mathematics and only contain at least eighty sheets of paper.

Rowen asked. “Very busy. We start mid-terms next week. I have to turn in my paper tomorrow. I have a lot of studying to do.” I responded as I pulled out my books. “Is your paper finished?” “Just about. I want to proof read it, make any corrections, and polish it tonight.” “How long is the paper?” “It’s 4 pages long.” “Have you started proof reading it yet?” “No.” “Do you want me to proof read it for any spelling or grammatical errors?”

I tapped his number aggressively—irritation bubbling up again. Me: “You call this a term paper?” Jayden: “You love to do too much—submit it.” It was almost laughable—the kind of work he sent me. No title. No cover page. Not even a proper sentence structure. Just five lazy pages dumped in a Word document like he was turning in a secondary school assignment. I stared at the screen—jaw clenched. Eyes wide. He had to be messing with me. There was no way a final-year student could genuinely think this was okay. No way.

He had a wrinkled brow and closed his eyes as a result. A deafening hush engulfed the entire home once more. Before opening the frame, William examined it and prepared himself. He inhaled deeply several times more. He swiftly opened the rear of the frame when he was pleased, and there was a piece of paper tucked inside. It folds to the size of a 5.5-inch phone. William opened it and began to read.