I actually wasn't born with the love (or the talent) of writing. When I was a child I hated English, and I hated the reading homework we had to do as well as writing papers. I'm a bit embarrassed to admit this, but when I was in elementary school I was in a special class for my reading and I hated it. I felt stupid and I always told myself I was a math girl and not an English girl. I've liked coming up with stories for as long as I could remember, but the thought of writing one of them down on paper or picking up a book was horrifying to me.
Then when I was in middle school things changed. I started not to mind English and even started to read. I grew to love reading more than I ever thought I would, and then the next year I had an amazing English teacher that changed everything for me. Right before I entered high school (around thirteen or fourteen) I started to write my first novel from an idea my sister gave me. I was just messing around at the time, but I had no idea what it would lead to. Now I'm majoring in English and it's basically my life. Plus I've written tons of novels since then. Some of us don't find our passion until later in life I didn't even admit to myself that I loved it so much I wanted to make it my life until the end of my junior year.
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