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was always a sad person most of my young life nothing seamed to make me happy tried everything be it music, sport and game you name it just know that i did them all but still did not find comfort could not talk to someone about how i felt so i decided to write about it and bang! just like that i had found something that i loved doing it felt so good that i started writing all the time i wrote about everything i could put my pen to and i mean everything the funny thing the silly thing and also about the good and bad stuff too and things got better when i got the courage to share it people loved whatever i wrote even if i felt it was not good enough this gave me the urge to write more and more so i started carrying my notebook and pen everywhere i went so that i can not miss anything cause i love writing

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