I just found an old notebook... actually, a pair of them, but one of them was just my second grade math notebook. The one that matters is the other one, which is patterned in white and prussian blue. It's a composition notebook, so there's a white patch on the front that's printed on in black, with lines for my name, school, and grade. I filled it out in black permanant marker and pen in both black and blue. 

On the grade line, I wrote a single number, then completely covered it in scribbled-on lines. I clearly decided, for whatever reason, that I didn't want it readable. Because I wrote the number before the scribbles, and pressed the pen deeper into the stiff cardboard of the cover, over time some of the ink has worn away and I can see that the number was a 1. Below, I added in a line for my age. I wrote 6, then quickly scribbled it out and put a 7, which at some point got lightly crossed out as well. So I guess I probably started writing in this in first grade, soon after my 7th birthday. 

One of the things in the notebook is a sloppily written story that I titled "two ducks stuck," although I misspelled stuck as stack. And, guess what? I wrote it to be my own version of what was one of my favorite books when I was little, which I believe was called "One Duck Stuck." Therefore, it is technically fanfiction. 

Yes, that's right. I wrote my first fanfiction story when I was 7. It was very horrible and basically just the same story with an extra duck and different other characters, but I did. 

I'm 14 now. So, technically, I've been a fanfiction author for half my life. 

The notebook, with some things covered:

Ignore the blue writing at the bottom. It's just what I decided to call the notebook, from my original idea that caused me to start it. I can only read it IRL because I already know what it's supposed to say, you'll have no luck trying to figure it out from a bad photograph. Trust me on that. (If you really want to try, go ahead. It's not worth the effort, though.)