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The only thing I ever wrote that got published was a short story which landed in a school yearbook.

It was a story about 2 grave robbers robbing graves at night. They could not get the ring off this one woman they dug up. So they cut her finger off. They then get lost in the woods on their way back. They find a shack with an old lady living there and she is kind enough to let them take shelter for the night. While having supper, one of them notices the lady is missing a finger…

Its too long to narrate but it was the best lil horror story an 11 yr old could ever dream up. I’d give steven king at age 11 a run for his money.

I got briefly interested in writing short stories but gave up for a lack of ideas at the tender age of 13. I fare better at sketching & drawing and would love to illustrate for any book authors.