At the age of ten, I wrote my first story. I used such old lined notebook paper that the pages were turning a crisp yellow. I was sat in the back of my fifth grade classroom inside a temporary bored. I got out my notebook that I had used a couple of years prior and a bright pink pen that I regret ever using and began to write.
I wrote about a girl who moved schools and got a crush on this guy, you’re typical story from a preteen girl. I still remember drawing the crappy stick figures and whatever else it was that I drew. And for some reason, I still have it somewhere in my room.
Then a year later I got a little notebook that I could write private things inside for Christmas. At first all I wrote were daily updates as often as I could like a diary, but then a few months later, I got an idea for what you could call a play. I had the most stupid names for the characters, the worst plot and dialoge. I loved writing that play so much that I spent all the time in the world on it, as my younger self would say. Because I haven’t looked through that book in quite a while, all I remember about the plot is that there was a little boy who was friends with a random ghost and his cat, but I absoloutly remember the part where the bully and his teacher had a huge verbal arguement, written in all caps and loads upon loads of exclimation points. I regret writing it, but at the same time I don’t.
Now at the age of sixteen, I’m writing more than ever. I’ll literally write anything from fanfictions to teen fiction, but I try to aviod non-fiction as much as possible.
I remember in January I had to write a 1500 short story for my creative writing class. I fell so deeply in love with that piece of work that I made that the epilouge for a short story that came out to be about six chapters. I worked so hard on the first draft and on creating my characters which to me are family. My all time favourite character from that story has to be Bob Charles, the worst interrogator possible. But the character I’m most like would have to be Jaxon. All I have to do with it is go through the whole editing process and debate whether or not to change the title.
A few weeks ago, I started writing a story that’s far out of my comfort zone. I mean, it’s teen fiction, but it’s also romance. I’ve thought about scrapping what I’ve written and abandon the story, but when I reread what I had already written, I fell in love with the main character’s little sister. It’s just crazy what writing can do to you.
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