I really wanna finish this book but I have no ideas again:')
Iam very proud of the first chapter but it won't sound as good if I keep goingT^T
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Fighting for joy
Historical FictionMy special someone lying on the snow looking up at the sky. Small snowflakes fall on his face. I brush the snowflack off his face and kiss his cheek. A tear left his eye. "Bobby why are you crying?" I say while I wipe the tear with my thumb. "Wake...
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I really wanna finish this book but I have no ideas again:')
Iam very proud of the first chapter but it won't sound as good if I keep goingT^T
