The first memory I have of wanting to be a writer was when I was in high school. I think I was a sophomore.
One day in English class we had to write a paragraph and draw a picture that described what we wrote.
I rememeber being excited because an author was there to read our paragraph and give us feedback.
I was heartbroken when she said mine was terrible so I erased it and started over.
“Don’t ever erase what you wrote because you might use it later,” she told me.
That’s all I remember. I don’t know if I finished or not or if she liked it or not.
Let’s back up to grade school.
I loved the library and I loved to read. My mom read to me when I was little and sometimes we went to the library.
I loved going to the library after school to pick out book. When I was in 3rd or 4th grade I remember being in awe of all of the books in the library. Every book was written by a person. I remember thinking maybe I could write a book some day.
In Jr. high or high school I would go to the library and pick out a ton of books and bring them all home. I would never read them all, but it felt so good have them next to my bed every day.
I loved books. They were stories about peoples lives. I loved reading about them and I would get lost in them. I didn’t care if they were made up or not.
I don’t remember what grade I was in but I rememeber the teacher asking me after reading my book report if I was having problems at home because of the book I used for my book report. I was surprised. I couldn’t talk about the problem (my sister ran away from time to time) to any one so I read.
After this I knew I wanted to help people. I wanted to share my story to help people. At this point I don’t remember writing being in the equation. I just knew wanted to help people. I think it was in jr. high and I wanted to be a counselor.
This probably doesn’t make much sense to you. I’m just trying to remember.
thanks for reading.
It must have been difficult for your whole family that your sister ran away from time to time. It’s good that you had books to escape to.
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