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I still remember that day vividly. It was in second grade, the deceptively warm spring rays were shining through my classroom window - I was sitting behind my desk, wearing my angsty skull and crossbones shirt, listening to Fear of the Dark by Iron Maiden on my father's tape player.
Someone tapped me on my shoulder and I turned to face the writer that came to give us a presentation on writing. She smiled, passed me the shoddily torn out page with a hastily written short story and said "I loved it. I think you've got a future."
That's the moment I fell in love with writing.
Throughout the past few years, I've written a lot. As a journalist, I gave shape to my awkward first interviews. I've taught a study buddy chat-bot what's the right thing to say. I've written website, PR and marketing copy. The forms are different, but the love for it is the same.
If I'm not giving old ladies heart-attacks as I hurl myself down a set of stairs on my skateboard, you can find me sitting in the corner of your local cafe, tapping away to the beats bumping in my headpjones.
And when you do see me, stop by and say "Hi"! Let's complain about what's wrong with the world today, or ponder the human condition. If that isn't quite your style, tell me about your favourite book. Or the best band I've probably never heard about.
Because if my teaching experience taught me anything, it's that everyone's got a story to tell.