At Home With May: Welcome!

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Welcome!

Hello there! This is May, and my blogs are all focused around things that I find interesting or things I feel like talking about! At the moment, I'm really interested in movies, musicals and books. However, my attention may turn back to my cat and dog, wolves, video games, my travels and how annoying my brothers and parents are, and many other random thoughts that pop into my head. I will also post some short stories I have written lately and ask for your opinion on them. However, before we get stuck into that, I will tell you a little bit about myself. I am 12 years old and my ambition in life is to become an author. I have an older brother and a younger brother. I enjoy video games, reading graphic novels and listening to audiobooks and music. I hope to connect with you all through this blog.



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