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My journey with writing began thanks to my bullies and my affair with chickenpox; since, during those times, I couldn't really do anything but keep quiet and drown in words--inside my head. With my mother's suggestion, I sat down to write, when I was eleven and ambitious. I wrote to create fantastical worlds with terrible grammar and in the last seven years, I think I have become better. These days, I write to find my voice in those of others--others whom I have created, other silent ones.


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