First book that I remember reading was Ray Bradbury's Something Wicked This Way Comes. I saw an older kid reading it and the cover looked so cool that I picked it up and finished it in four days (pretty good for a little kid). After that I started to read everything that he had written up to that time, before moving on to other writers that have also influenced me.
I started creative writing in grade seven. We were given an assignment in class. The teacher wanted us to write a short story about anything as long as it was description based. I wrote a story called Cannibalistic Vampires. It was a story about discovering my brother and his friends had become a new breed of vampire that didn't just drink blood, but ate flesh too. Not the best story ever. Some of the story was influenced by a movie I had just watched at the time, The Hills Have Eyes 2 (original one), and had some scenes in it that my teacher deemed as "sick and twisted". That made me happy.
The first person to read what I wrote was my teacher, Mrs. A. I handed her the Cannibalistic Vampire story and she told me that I should pursue a career in writing. She told me that even though some of what I had written was hard for her to read because of the gore and the violence, she thought I had a talent for writing and encouraged me to follow the path that I have.