Authors Bio

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Maya  was born on April 24, 2008 in Lansing, Michigan. She enjoys violin, poetry, reading, eating and sleeping. Her passion is to learn about magical creatures and that is why she created this blog. The authors that inspire her are J.K. Rowling and Mary Downing Hahn. her parents are Ellen Adamo and Shantanu Chakrabartty, she has a fish named prism and the memory of two cats, Chester and Cleo.

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