I hate trying to write papers. I know what I want to say but putting it on paper, I dont think so. I remember when I was a little girl I would make up stories and poems at lest try each night. Since I was raised as an only child, thats all I had to do. I was going to go back home and find that old tablet(this class inspired me to do that) but, my mothers house was torn down by mistake with all my childhood things in it. I will never be able to replace those memories along with my stuff.
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