Rescued a folder with my old writings... reading them again after decades is like finding my old self

When I was a child I wanted to be a writer :) I really never played with dolls, I loved to write an paint my own stories :) That is how I ended up making drawings, illustrating my own writings. When I was eight I was gifted a typewriter, in just a few months I passed my typewriting exam. Now speed was in my hands and I used to save money to buy blank paper LOL to write my own tales and novels. When I was nine I wrote my first full book, it was called Lestar :).  The premise couldn't be more childish and naive, a winged magical horse LOL. I even made a bud of a song with my toy piano (when I was six!). I remember it had a  mix of Oz/neverending story vibe into it, but I cannot recall all details about it (still I play and remember the song though). I used to type like I was making a book bending the paper and sewing it afterwards and making even an engraved hardcover. Then from 10 to 14 I embarked in a bigger fantasy/epic sword and sorcery novel (as naive and childishly written as I was a teenager infatuated with Tolkien books). When entering high-school I made a book of short-horror tales called "Los cuentos del sendero". 

Recently I travelled to the Canary Islands, and looking for photographies of my recently deceased father I found a big black folder hidden in the wardrobe, when I opened it... surprise! and shock! It was a thick full folder full of my writings, maybe 600 or 700 pages, some poetry, tales, even great parts of those initial novels.

I picked some of the tales and writings and pages that were in front of me, they range from 8 years to 15 or years old of my age. So reading them is like going back to my head back so many years. I confess I've only re-read a bit and I was blushing all the way. But it reminds me that I should sit down and finish the novelization of "Yidneth" and maybe get back to my dream as novelist. Maybe a logical step would be releasing "Yidneth" as a comic and then the book version. Some months back I had already saved in a folder some recent short tales, hmm wonder if I should give it a try. I wonder if I should re-write some of the old writings as they are really coming from a child imagination, or if I should leave them as they were. I'll find out as I feel while  re-discovering this pieces of my own work.

Curiously enough of of the few "Cuentos del sendero" (The tales of the Path) rescued was "The Willow" that inspired in some way my own song The Willow´s lullaby.

Curious, afraid, ashamed, proud of reading this... finding myself again.