Week 8 Progress

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So far I'm happy with the progress I've maIde. I feel like my writing has improved and I've gotten better at understanding the stories we have to read. I'm most proud of my writing and I feel like I've become more creative. I've been using the extra credit comments option. In the future I would like to spend more time on my stories to avoid grammatical errors and add more attention to detail.

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