I was always a reader,
ever since I could decipher letters.
(I don't know when it was exactly;
but it must have sparked something in me,
because) after that,
I devoured stories.
Adults were proud of me.
Classmates wondered at it.
In sixth grade, I read books that my brother was assigned
for his AP Lit class.
When asked, I say,
"I like to read."
"I like books."
I don't speak the truth,
because it might come off as a little bit strange.
The truth is:
I am a book addict.
I read because books have no bearing on reality,
characters do not need me.
I read so that I can experience things entirely new,
and revel in the feeling that it will be all right in the end.
I read so that time passes:
if my nose is in a book, and I am flipping pages,
I do not need to think about anything else.
I do not need to worry about anything in my life.