Growing up I was a bookworm, I still am.
Books give me hope, they give me an escape. I read to break free of my world and jump into another.
Books transport me from my bedroom to Hogwarts, to an adventure across the ocean, or back in time to World War II, they take me to wherever I want to go.
They make me feel like I'm the main character and that I'm actually living a double life.
When I feel down and alone I have my books to keep me company. I can't explain what books did for me personally but they pulled me back from a very dark place.
Writing is a passion of mine and I hope to one day write a book that'll inspire people and make them happy, just like books did for me.
I hold onto books like they're treasure, never letting go of them. I keep them on my bookshelf, in my room, all over the house, wherever I can find any extra space, they're there.
They're a reminder to me of the place I was in and the places I escaped to.
No matter how alone, depressed or angry I am, books take me away and remind me that everything's going to be ok.
To some it'll sound silly but to me I couldn't live without books, it's as simple as that.
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Thanks for reading.
Until next time,
Meliss