Over the past couple of weeks, I have found a deep love for reading, more than usual. 2015 has only been here for two months and I have already read about ten books! It’s amazing how much passion you can have for reading. If I’m not doing my school work or my chores, then you will find me somewhere around the house with a book or my iPad in my hand.
It’s hard to get cheap books in the country that I live in so I started exploring the internet for an easy, and cheap, way to get my books. I found some awesome websites and have since downloaded probably over one hundred books. It’s so much that I can never decide which adventure I am going to go on next.
Another new development in my reading is that I have fallen in love with the classics, such as; Jane Austen, Mark Twain, Harper Lee, ect. I have just finished reading Pride and Prejudice and To Kill A Mockingbird, which were both amazing! I think that the classics interest me because they were written in different eras and not many people can say that they’ve gone back into time and lived along side the Brits during the wars or the French during the Revolutions. There’s so many lives that have been lived before we were born and we should never forget our heritage and the greatness that has come from it.
My family thinks that I’ve become addicted to books because I’m always getting a new book or books and I’m constantly reading. I think my mom is a bit jealous of my ability to sit on my bed for long hours just reading away happily because she usually takes about a year to read just one book, if that. However, she also thinks I’m reading anything, which I sort of am, but that’s because I believe in variation. I think that it’s almost impossible to have just one favorite book because they all have a different storyline and take you on different adventures that you just can’t take them for granted.
I think that books have become my secret land. Whenever I’m fed up with my life, or just in the mood to step into another person’s shoes, I’ll pick up a book and read away until I’ve lost track of time.
There are so many teens today who spend their lives playing video games or worrying about what their crush thinks about them, that they haven’t developed appreciation for the fine arts of literature. Over the past couple of months, I find myself not being interested in any boy because it feels like it’s not the right time. I am young and there will be plenty of time for THAT later. My focus, and my heart, right now, is all about the things I can see and learn when I read books.
I think that if I grow old and never marry, instead of being the cat lady, I’ll be the book lady. If only there was a way to read all the books that the world has provided, but of course that would take hundred or thousands of lifetimes and I only have one, so I better take care in the ways I spend it. What’s the point in wasting you days away on a boy that’s going to lead you nowhere when I could have a book in my hands and reading about the most romantic love stories that ever were? I pray that God will preserve books when the end of the world comes.