I lost my job, returned to my hometown, went to work in the factory of my old classmate, fell in love, and broke up with him.
First person essay.
"I have the freedom to write the worst garbage in the world." | Natalie Goldberg
If possible, I hope you can collect and comment on it. I would like to express my gratitude (bow, bow, bow again). If not, I also wish you a happy life!
Concept: You only know where you are when you walk out
Reader comments
It comes from "Non-Private Property". The author writes very well in the first person. It's so good and I love reading it. Haha.
It comes from "Non-Private Property". The author writes very well in the first person. It's so good and I love reading it. Haha.