I sat down and tried to write a story.”Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight.”That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just couldn’t think of the next one. After cleaning my room three times, I decided to leave Ian alone for a while because I was starting to get mad at him.

I sat down and tried to write a story.”Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight.”That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just couldn’t think of the next one. After cleaning my room three times, I decided to leave Ian alone for a while because I was starting to get mad at him.

– Stephen Chbosky –

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

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