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Fri Feb 16, 2018 2:28 pm
TeeRae says...



Hello, all! My name is Teegan Rae, I am eighteen years old and I'm a writer. I'm not quite sure what all I must say on this, so I shall keep this short and sweet! I love writing and I love reading - if you want to chat with me, get to know me, or want a new friend - let's chat!
  





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Fri Feb 16, 2018 2:52 pm
TheBlueCat says...



Hi Teegan! Welcome to the site! I'm Cat :D
Unofficial Blue Cat of YWS =^-^=
she/her please <3
  





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Fri Feb 16, 2018 6:17 pm
Panikos says...



Hiya, TeeRae! I'm Pan :D What kind of genre or style do you like to write the most? I'm a lover of magical realism, personally, though I'm also dabbling in sci-fi at the minute!
The backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done.


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Tue Feb 27, 2018 6:08 am
Iggy says...



Hey there! I love your name c: welcome to YWS!
“I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then."
- Lewis Carroll
  





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Tue Feb 27, 2018 6:40 am
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Welcome to YWS. I'm chitz. Good luck for your work. :)
Thinking about end is waste of time. It will end your each day. Better live in present. :wink:
  





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Wed Feb 28, 2018 5:15 pm
NicoleBri says...



Hello Tee! Welcome to YWS! You will definitely enjoy this site as a writer and most likely get a lot of great advice from fellow writers!! :)
Words are a lens to focus one's mind.



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I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights