Today, As I walked into her class, she sat with me. She got a paper, pencil, drew something and handed me this note. This was touching. Thanks Asma for the note.
I write about what affects me, enthralls me. I write my experiences, I write my emotions. To grow, to learn, to live, to celebrate Life. I write.
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