My curiosity led me to a book.

Do you like to read? Back when I was in high school  you can't see me holding a book or reading unless we have a homework or unless I really have to study. I wasn't into reading books, novels even comics. I don't even read our school paper unless our teachers asks us to. I was not into books, period. Until I met this girl named, April. 

She introduced me to books and our school paper (haha). Thanks to her I met J.K. Rowling, Sydney Sheldon, John Grisham, Mitch Albom, Nicolas Sparks, Paolo Coelho and Anne Rice, to name a few. I didn't know any of them, not until I met her. She was so excited when she talks about novels, especially when she talks about her literary hero, Sydney Sheldon. I was so intrigued and curious. I didn't get it. I didn't understand why a book with no pictures excites her. She said your imagination runs when you read. What's in my head when she said that? Nothing. I still didn't understand. 

After a few days, I have a few extra cash and bought myself my first book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. There was this Harry Potter hype back then. I hurried home and opened the book. I said to myself, "What did I get myself into?" "I'm not the reading kind of girl, I'm into music and drawing." I let go of the book and grabbed my guitar and practiced a few notes. And then I thought I have spent my allowance, might as well read it. I grabbed the book and read. I think I read for hours. I didn't notice time was passing. I was so into the story that I didn't let go of it until I had to pee. Haha. I was so into it that I see myself inside the story, watching at/by (dunno which is correct)  the sidelines. I see it when I read. I feel like I am a part of it. I cry, I laugh, I feel anger, I feel sad. After that first book. I begged my Aunt to buy me the next one since I spent my allowance in a hardbound Harry Potter book. I didn't even know that there was paperback books. Silly me. 

Now I know why people are addicted to books. I know what's the hype is all about. I know why she was excited when she talks about it. Now I understand. Now I get it. And now I'm as addicted to it as her. Thanks to her I met a side of me I didn't knew existed. Back then I use my imagination for boys, daydreaming. LOL.