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A nobody, with a name nobody spoke to. Most lunch breaks she spent in the school library, her nose behind the pages of her favourite book. Katie. Adventures in which nobody could hurt her. One day she would create a world of her own. One where she would control the ending. Books were piled toContinue reading “https://fivedotoh.com/2022/04/09/fowc-with-fandango-nobody/”

Typing, Writing, and Ravenclaw

An old fashioned typewriter, and I remember learning to type on something very similar. It was a heavy, made out of metal, and I used to carry it up a flight of steep wooden stairs. I was fourteen, and my parents thought it would be a good idea to learn to type. I fell downContinue reading “Typing, Writing, and Ravenclaw”