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I found an old notebook from college last week. Inside were poems, short stories, and half-finished thoughts that I barely remembered writing. It felt like stepping into the mind of someone I used to be—more hopeful, more raw. I wanted to do something meaningful with them, but editing my own past felt overwhelming. That’s when I reached out for ghostwriting services. They didn’t just clean up my words—they helped me preserve a piece of who I was.