“I am Amelia Wang. I am not only what I keep.”
Her friends called her the Keeper. Not to her face, of course. To her face, they just laughed and said, “How do you do that?” amelia wang
Then she sat for a long time, trying to remember what she loved before anyone had told her what to hold. Would you like a different tone—more poetic, mysterious, or character-driven? “I am Amelia Wang