A story I wrote as a teenager. oh dear.

While looking for some paperwork in my greatly disordered filing system, I came across one of the first stories I ever wrote, as a creative writing assignment in my 9th grade english class. Rereading it after all these years was... eye-opening. And very silly.

I transcribe it here for your amusement, and mine, in all its kooky, misspelled splendor. I guess once a speculative fiction writer, always a speculative fiction writer.

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( The Answer is Blowing in the Wind )