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Grace queried. "I just got a new story idea and the amazing thing is that I can now publish it on an online platform. I applied for a contract, so I just have to write several thousands of words to ensure I get accepted," Penny said in a rush. "That's great, I know how much you've been complaining about writing on papers. So what's the story about?" Grace smiled, sitting on the couch while Penny stood in front of her. "The story is based on you and Enrique. Your situation with your boss/fake billionaire boyfriend is a catchy storyline and I'm going to enjoy writing it," Penny said, smiling.

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Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

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I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me. "What are you writing?", I asked, trying to feel less awkward. "I'm writing a story on Wattpad, "The Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". Would you like to read it and tell me what you think?, It isn't much. Just an author note and the prologue, which I'm writing that I want to publish tonight". "The title sounds cool. I would have asked for the synopsis if not that I don't like spoilers or anything that looks like it. I'm on Wattpad, so I'll read it and drop my review for you in your DM"

I’d spend hours inventing stories, scribbling them in notebooks or even on the corners of my school papers. When my dad passed away, writing became my refuge. It was my way of coping with the grief and finding a world where I could feel safe. Over time, it turned into more than just a hobby. I started writing serialized stories for a company after entering a contest on social media. Winning third place in that contest changed everything, and I’d been writing for them ever since.

“A writer? What kind of writing?” Joy cringed internally. She hated that question—it was almost impossible to talk about with people who weren’t writers because it inevitably led to awkwardness—so she gave her standard answer: “I’m a freelance journalist, actually.” “A journalist? That’s a first for this town.” Adam’s tone seemed, if not annoyed, at least not particularly enthused. “I write primarily for online news blogs and magazines. Depends on what kind of stories come my way.” “So you wait for something bad to happen and then cash in on it.”

Go оutѕіdе. Thаt’ѕ іt! I mау not bе аblе to gо оutѕіdе, but I саn make ѕоmеthіng. Words аrе mу аrt. I pull over the laptop, аnd settle mуѕеlf іn thе сhаіr to start сrаftіng a ѕtоrу. It will рrоbаblу nеvеr make it tо аіr. Still, thеrе’ѕ a chance іt could end uр оn thе KCRG website.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

"She is a talented writer who deserves respect, not ridicule." "How do you plan to do that?" James asked. An idea was forming in my mind. A risky idea, but it might work. "Her stories were popular online before anyone knew who wrote them," I said. "People were reading them and commenting on them and sharing them with their friends. Those readers are still out there. I just need to find them and convince them to speak up." "That is going to be hard," James warned. "Most people do not want to admit they enjoyed reading something that is now considered scandalous."