I'm in 9th grade. I have one sister, 2 brothers, and my eldest brother has a son and I love my little nephew. My parents both work and I try and ask if I can get a job all the time. I have way too much free time. My friends and I were joking around about us being forever aloners and apparently we are a club now. But, I have always loved writing. I had started writing short stories in third or fourth grade. My fourth grade teacher saw me writing on day in class and started to read over my shoulder. She said I was better at writing than most fifth graders. So after that I began to write novels, never successfully completing any of them. In English Class I have always gotten some of the best marks for the creative writing essays and that was it. So far I have not been working on my books lately. I have been stressed and overwhelmed with homework. I promise that will change. I can not stand odd numbers so I am going to go on until my sentence ends in an even number.