I was thirteen when I turned into a goblin. The world was big and I was small and my dog was my sidekick. I packed up my school bag with pencils and notebooks to make leaf rubbings and design my adventures. The fairy palace was my own creation. I drew it into being. I scrawled a tiny door on the rock, and just like that, it was real.              Major Event was the keeper and the guard who stood watch over the drawbridge.             “How do you stop the kids from storming t

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