I was in the third grade... We had to write a story, so I wrote a story about a dog who got lost in the woods. He ran into 4 animals, each of them trying to help him find his way. Save for a bat, which wanted to keep him lost forever.
My teacher praised me on it... even went as far as to call family... I loved the feeling of having someone proud of me.
Later in life, I came to use writing as an outlet a way to escape, though the passion to write is something that fallows me everywhere I go! Here I mainly write poetry, on my computer I have loads of short stories I've written... Though I dont share them!