I was in my bed trying to figure out why sometimes you can wake up and go back to sleep and other times you can’t
Category: Stephen Chbosky
I sat down and tried to write a story.”Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight.”That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just couldn’t think of the next one. After cleaning my room three times, I decided to leave Ian alone for a while because I was starting to get mad at him.