Echoes of the Garage

Daily writing prompt

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

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When I was five, I couldn’t sit still.

My aunt used to take care of me—she’d bring me with her to English classes at a local school. While she was inside trying to learn, I’d be running around outside, climbing on the monkey bars, disappearing every chance I got.

One day she had enough.

She sat me down, handed me a piece of paper and a pencil, and said,

“Sit here. Draw.”

That was it.

No lesson. No plan. Just… draw.

So I did.

And I never really stopped.

I didn’t think it meant anything back then.

I didn’t think it could turn into anything.

I just knew… I liked it.

Somewhere along the way, I got off track. Life, work, whatever.

But that feeling never really left.

I’m not where I want to be yet.

But if I’m being honest…

this is still the thing I want to do.

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What’s something you started as a kid… that never really left you?

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