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Nathan Rollins
I grew up in a small town in southwest New Hampshire. Almost as soon as I learned how to write I started scribbling little stories. It wasn't until my freshman year of high school that I really too...ver maisI grew up in a small town in southwest New Hampshire. Almost as soon as I learned how to write I started scribbling little stories. It wasn't until my freshman year of high school that I really took an interest in creative writing. One assignment that we were given was to visit the cemetery across the street, choose a headstone, and write a story about the person buried there. I ended up at the headstone of Olive Richardson, who had died in 1813 at the age of 30, leaving behind a husband named Elkanah. That was all I knew about this woman. Over the next several days I wrote a story, styled as a diary entry. In it she leaves her husband, who has traveled to bring the doctor to their home, a goodbye letter recalling some of her fondest memories of their time together. My teacher, classmates, and family all loved the story. I haven't stopped writing since.ver menos