I remember writing a weird story about a family that all dies with their own tragic reason, I wrote it when I was in 3rd grade on the back of my notebook. I still remember how the story goes, because I still have it. To remind me that this was where it all started, but it was seriously terrible and when my Parents found my story they almost sent me to therapy
because the story had drug use, murder, incest, and suicide in it, the things that 8 year olds should not be thinking, should not even know about!
But the story just popped up in my mind, heck back then I didn't even now I knew those things