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🌿 How are we doing this?

"Write about writing."

I had seen this day coming since the beginning of the trial, and now, as I sat at my living room table, I am mustering optimism in my face to finish it. There is a sea of endless thoughts and ideas to write down on the paper, but limited time to do it. Both happiness and feelings are the first words that came to my mind when talking about writing. From my point of view, there is no other exercise so intimate than writing. No matter how outgoing or extroverted you are, expressing your feelings with a pen changes you to an introverted position.

    When it is time to create something new, I love talking with me and being friendly with the words I tell myself. To accomplish this new challenge, I must be pretty resourceful and discover through the process instead of making flaws and let them without correction along the way. Nevertheless, this time, I was scared and craving ideas, but none came to my brain until my friends, and I agreed. "Let's do it together, I also want to learn how to write," Johny said. "This way we can support each other with the grammatical aspects and motivate us to continue."


    And what is the whole idea? We desire to create a jaw-dropping text experience you will be proud of, not even knowing us. We got into this trial to see how much we could develop other writing abilities—like accuracy and cohesion. And as a self-taught guy, I have become more thoughtful and meticulous in several aspects in days.  


    A team like us, compromised guys striving for better opportunities, see feasible stuff in plans that sometimes have not. Thanks to this activity, we would have more than fifteen thousand words each of us in thirty-one days, making us more valuable and competent. 


    But I think the main question here is, who or how did you come up with that? Why five-hundred words and not less? Well, I have got the perfect answer for all of them. 


    On February 29, 2020. I decided to try out an English international placement test for the first time—this occasion, IELTS was the guy I wanted to meet. I have always believed that testing is useful for knowing our current level of something; however, this experience was not needed; I was just curious about doing it.


    Overall, I wrapped up that first IELTS test with hope and joy because of the writing section—knowing that I could create something stunning if I practice more. When I received my final score, I thought about the endless opportunities missing out there waiting for someone with this staggering writing power. After all, this was a test I had wanted to make for more than a year but could not pay for it. Because of this story, my friends were encouraged to accept the challenge. 


    And here I am, seven months after, more driven and aware than before, with colleagues pushing me forward and a dream waiting for me somewhere out there. Ready to learn through the process and branch out, concluding that I am up for it. See you tomorrow.


Onward...

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