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Young Writers Society


KailaMarie

About KailaMarie

I made cupcakes the other day, and somehow I got batter on my leg. Then when I sat down at the table to eat one, it rolled off my plate and fell frosting-side down on the table.

That's the best description of me. C;



When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.
— Dean Jackson