Writing stories is a kind of magic, too.
It was my first day at my new school. I was a frantic mess the day before. It was my first day at my new school. I was a frantic mess the day before.
By this, I learned not to be afraid to accept my mistakes because we learn from our mistakes By this, I learned not to be afraid to accept my mistakes because we learn from ...
Today was an emotional ride Today was an emotional ride
When I woke up I was outside laying on the lush green grass. When I woke up I was outside laying on the lush green grass.