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Welcome to Writtenbyourstruly. This is my Story Blog. I write as a hobby and if I have time. I sometimes participate in the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo)and managed to win twice. You can read my stories I've entered for NaNoWriMo and short stories I've written in the years here. Enjoy your stay.





Writtenbyourstruly is the pen name of Sese Ostara. Cosplayer, Witch, Goth and Unicorn. 

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