By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response to Charli Mills and Carrot Ranches November 14, 2022: Story Challenge in 99 Words
Prompt Word: LIE
As a child, I began to write. I fashioned myself to be the next Mark Twain or Hemingway. I constantly had pencil and paper, diaries and journals. I learned early on, to stop showing him my poetry and prose. My father told lies. His remarks snuffed out my confidence.
“You’ll never be a writer. Not possible!” He’d say, tossing my papers up in the air.
I’m now sixty-four years old and guess what? I’m not a Mark Twain or a Hemingway but I am, an author and a poet. Be careful telling someone what they can not be!
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