Sunday 20 October 2013

Stories

I love stories. I just think they're amazing. I guess that's why I love books so much. I love the way a story can take you to a whole other world, with different people and places. The way they can make you feel, from excited to devastated. It's truly wonderful. It's like an escape. You just kind of forget about the real world and what's going on in your life. You become wrapped up in this imaginary person's life. Worrying about their problems and feeling their emotions.

When the story is really good, it will distract you for hours. Even after you've put the book down again. All the mysteries and problems the characters are facing will echo through your mind, causing you to try to come up with solutions and plans. Making it very difficult to concentrate on your own life. You'll just want to go back to the book to find out how the story ends.

I love the way you become so attached to the characters. Feeling happy when they're happy, crying when one dies. Always rooting for the good guys and hating the bads guys. Completely falling in love with some of the most amazing characters, wishing they were real people. Sometimes you feel as though the world in the book is so much better than the real world and you'll spend hours pondering and wondering what things would be like if you were a character in the book.

But I hate that feeling, when the story finally comes to an end. When you reach the last page of the book. Knowing that the adventure is over. Your life forever changed by one incredible story. You have to go back to your own life, move on from the characters and the places in your book. But they always remain there, in the back of your mind, just waiting for you to read the book again.

Claire :)

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