For one day I wrote a book called Hazel’s Travel Notebook. It’s only a little more than one thousand words but I’m quite proud of my creation. It’s about suicidal and how everything is not what it seems. The cover seems so happy but the secrets beneath are dark dark dark. The book tells you that death is a natural part of the cycle. You should not be afraid. Some challenges I faced was sometimes I wrote a paragraph, then I’ll delete it because I don’t like it, and I just couldn’t write something satisfactory with the time given. I had my ideas all planned out but then I was like “No this is not good.” In the end, it works out just fine.

 

P.S May’s Doritos helped.