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"Love, Lucas" written by Chantele Sedgwick is one of the greatest books I have read. It was a romantic comedy, but there was definitely some sadness in there. At least there was for me, I cried in the beginning and the end. I inferred I would end up crying, because when I read the back, it was pretty obvious. This book is one of those books, that from the beginning (if you like these type of books), that it'll just be a great one. Not only is it a great book, but it's one of those books that has you wanting more. Whenever I picked up the book, I didn't want to put it down. Then again, I also didn't want to finish it. I woul recommend this book to anyone who like comedy, romance, sadness, trauma, and also a little bit of a thriller. Down below is a quick summary, giving you a little bit of the feel of the book. If you're interested, please check it out! This book is about a girl named Oakley Nelson. In the beginning, it tells us how her brother is in the

Some things I'm good at, is being able to get caught up with my school work when I need too. I feel like that's one of the aspects that I'm most proud of. Usually, if I'm busy or can't get my work done I hold it off. When I hold things off, I tend to procrastinate. Then when I realize I'm behind, I work until I'm caught up. It took a while to develop that, but now that I have that skill I am most proud of it. Something that I want to try to get better at is volleyball. Volleyball is something that I've been through to get better at, and as I go along, I stay determined and I get better.

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What is regret? Where do regrets come from? Why do we have regrets?      Throughout my life, I have had a lot of regrets. Some were small, some were big, but they are all still regrets. One of my biggest regrets is not being as close with my grandpa. Even though I was young when it happened, I still could have done something different, something more that what I did. It happened when I was 8, five years ago. It all happened so quickly, I didn't know how to react. Everyone was there to support me, and they all suggested to talk to someone, but I didn't know how to cope with it. He was all the way across the world, living in my home country. So, I couldn't just say my goodbyes. I didn't get to say goodbye, and although I couldn't have in person i could have tried. That is one of my biggest regrets. Every night, I think about him and how badly I miss him. Knowing I'll never be able to talk to him again, to hear his voice again, to see his smile again, and I d