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The Storywriter

Once upon a time, there was a young girl who filled the air around her with words. At first, it was comforting to others that she showed the world who she was. But people began to tire of it. The girl moved from place to place, trying to find someone who could appreciate the words the way she did. But wherever she went, nobody enjoyed the words. Slowly but surely, the people began to leave her until the girl was all alone. She didn’t know what to do. Everyone had deserted her. She was the only one left. Just her and her words. But then she realized something. She was not alone if she had her words. She could fill her empty world with them. So the girl weaved intricate stories with her words. The characters seemed to pop off the page and occupy her desolate home. The storywriter filled up her life with words, and suddenly, she didn’t feel so alone… In case you are wondering, this is the story of my life.

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