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Young Writers Society


AJChambers13

De moi

Call me Fran. I like flocks of birds and blotting out the sun with my thumb. Sometimes I am here although often I'm nowhere at all.



How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of.
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane