Fifth Grade Autobiography

One of my earliest memories of writing was when I was in fifth grade. It’s a very nice memory because I was one of the best writers in my fifth grade class. I enjoyed writing very much because it let me express myself and my mind could roam freely.
In fifth grade my teacher gave the class a writing assignment. I don’t remember what it was about but I do remember that I was very good at it. He gave us some time to do this and after we were done writing he asked some of us to come up and read what we wrote to the class. I ended up raising my hand, despite of how shy and nervous I was talking in front of my classmates. I
went up to the class and started reading. After I was done reading what I wrote he gave me a round of applause and told me it was excellent work. He looked at the class and told them that that was exactly how he wanted everyone else to write their story. It made me happy knowing I did this right and in the end I gave everyone else an example of how they can write their stories.
I always enjoyed writing my own stories because I was about to express myself. My mind was free and I was being very creative. It makes me happy thinking about this but also a little sad because I haven’t written in such a long time.