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I had stayed up all night to write the last chapter and we were in the early hours of the next day already. My eyes were heavy and I was tired but still felt giddy about it. I, the naive rebel from small-town Oakley, had written a novel. "What is the title?" "I do not know yet." It was hard arriving at a decision. I knew not whether to give it a romantic one or a realistic one. "But I would like to make it a real book, like those that you read. I know it doesn't focus on ideas or theories or research but it is really a significant book. I would like you to help me."

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I just fake a smile and face-palm on them. My pretty face gets a lot of wrinkles because of these witches. ——— We finally finished moving all of Thea’s stuffs and arranged them all, it was very tiring. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes for a few minutes. I sigh and looked at my phone, I visited my first novel on a online platform. Since I really broke down when I lost him. I started to write proses, poems, short stories and craft novels. I am not aiming for money, I just want to express myself. Each thoughts I have with him, yeah it’s all because of him.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

I was dying from excitement but before I showed that to Tom I needed to make some introduction… "So… I'm writing a criminal novel. Sometimes I use real events as a base to put into my story… I change names, places, and create scenes and motives around them. The posts, like on this blog give in an inspiration… besides, I have to be reliable and stick to the occurrences that might actually happen… to some extent," I hoped that my explanation was convincing and reasonable enough. I moved the laptop closer to Tom, and turned the screen his way. "So, what am I looking at?" he asked with a tone of boredom.

“So, Ariya, what are you passionate about?” The words began to leave my mouth before I could hold them back, “When I was younger, I used to fantasize about what my life would be like if humans were free and left to make their own decisions and be in control of their own lives. So, I’d write about it. Eventually the fairly vivid fantasy turned into a seven-hundred-page novel about a girl’s adventurous journey of self-discovery and growth based off of what she experiences, observes and learns throughout the various outrageous situations she faces throughout her lifetime. It has everything you could hope for, adventures beyond your wildest imagination, horrors, mysteries, riddles, cursed and ra