When I was in fifth grade, around 11 years old, I was drawing in my classroom with my friends. We were bored anyway, so scribbling was fun. On the notebook, we drew looking at the barbie sticker. I modified it to look more like a princess (what else can you expect from me at that age?). After sometime, the bell rang and here comes the important part(yes, already ). It was the library period and from how much I remember I don't think I wasn't interested in reading or writing at that time and it all changed, so it's a moment worth remembering.
We were allowed to take note books with us to the library so as to note down the stories we like. I took the same one in which I drew the drawing. That library period, I didn't read anything nor did I drew anything. I just looked at the drawing I made and I just, I don't think there was any particular reason, maybe it was just a thought. Something like "let's write something about her!"...