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Clara wanted to write a story, but her mind felt as blank as the page before her.

As she wrote, the pencil began to move faster. The blank white paper didn't look scary anymore. It looked like an open door. janice campbell

"Good," Janice said softly. "Now open your eyes and tell me about it on the paper. Don't worry about spelling. Don't worry about being perfect. Just let the lion out of its cage and see where it runs." Clara wanted to write a story, but her