I always come out an INTJ, but I wanted to chime in on the childhood story writing and keep that going. The one I remember isn't as imaginative as monkeys on the sun or cats and milk taps (both so awesome). I wrote it in first or second grade. It was about a child who befriended a dragon. No one else knew about the dragon, and the child would meet him behind a shed away from all the houses. That's all I can remember since it was so long ago, but that much is vivid—as though I can see in my mind what the child-me saw when I wrote it—the child, the dragon, the landscape, etc.
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