CREATIVE WRITING

Name : Faradiska

NIM : 230511100047

Class : 5A

ASSIGNMENT 1: MOTTO IN ENGLISH

"I believe life is not about waiting for the perfect moment, but about creating meaning in every step, embracing failures as lessons, and walking forward with courage and kindness."

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