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Young Writers Society


mikedb1492

About mikedb1492

It was a hot, humid day in the Amazon. My father was fending off the natives as the doctor took care of my pregnant mother. The shaman then came and....
Na, I'm just kidding. I was born in North Dakota. I've moved once but I stayed in the same town. My dad owns a stock broking business and my mom is a retired nurse. I was first inspired to write a story in seventh grade when my English teacher made us. It was the first time I ever wrote in a normal story form and I've been hooked ever since.


Interests

Tennis, biking, going to movies, juggling, hackey sacking, and last but not least, writing.

Occupation

Junior at CHS http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/5749/litmagportfolio.jpg


Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
— Unknown