People always thought I was getting lost, because I disappeared and couldn’t be found. I wasn’t lost at all, of course. I was just having adventures.  Some of them were more hair-raising than others. After awhile, when I learned to spell, I wrote some of them down.

I shared a bed with my little sister, Boni. One night I told her a story so she would fall asleep and stop bothering me. Instead of falling asleep, she asked for another one, and then another. I had created a monster! On the other hand, she thought every story I told her was wonderful. No one has ever been quite so uncritical since.

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