Between the ages of six and ten, I wrote on the family computer in a kids' word processing program (which I reached through DOS, that's how long ago it was). I recorded the adventures of six hapless orphaned sisters, all of whom I remember quite well. Button, the red-headed bossy eldest sister, Cassandra, the animal-lover, the dirty-blond twins in the middle, adventurous Janie and narrating, thoughtful Robin, sweetheart Sue, and bratty but precocious Nicky. They escaped from orphanages, discovered abandoned farmhouses, rescued animals, got into scrapes with adults who did not understand that six little girls were capable of being perfectly self-sufficient, and occasionally, ran into some kind of magic.
The word processing program capped my writing at a four-page limit, so I learned to write very concise chapters in their saga. All those stories are unfortunately still languishing on that old PC. And even though, unlike most of my writing that doesn't quite cut it to share with the world, they probably can't be re-worked or recycled, and even though I might prefer to remember them than actually re-read them... I'm still claiming the computer when I go home to New York. I hope I can retrieve my silly old stories.
Besides, maybe it'll entertain (and inspire) my future kids to see what I writing when I was their age.
When did you really become a writer? Do you still have the first story you ever wrote? I'd love to hear about it!