Old memories
π Finding Myself in Old Notebooks
I was going through my old notebooks the other day and found many of my old writings. It felt so good to read them—they unlocked so many old memories! I laughed at the silly things I wrote about and noticed how my writing skills weren’t as good back then.
I also saw how my writing changed—from handwriting to writing style, and how my grammar, spelling, and vocabulary have improved. Reading my old stuff made me so happy. It felt like looking at my old self through those pages.
I realised that writing has always been something I liked to do, even if back then I said I hated it (lol). Now it’s one of my hobbies. I was 8 or 9 then, and now I’m almost 12—and I haven’t stopped writing yet, and won’t in the future either. Like I always say: I can write better than I can speak. I can write my thoughts better than I can say them aloud.
Anyway, I’ve decided to post some of my old stuff.
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