The last one

We are nearing the end of this little experiment. It started as an assignment for my English class at university, but it never felt like one.

I’ve always like telling stories, my own life stories, stories I create alone or even stories I create with my friends. However, I never thought I would have as much fun as I had with these stories.

Wherever you are, whoever you are if you took the time to read any of these stories and you enjoyed them. Thank you, I think I say this not just as the 18-year-old version of me but all of the others that you met.

I didn’t really know what to talk about anymore, at some point even the storyteller runs out of stories, I guess. So, I think I’m going to wrap everything up here.

“The meaning of my life is to create art and see other people’s art”

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