Can my life get any worse......
I think so.....
Noboby can ever understand me. They even try to take away the things that are important to me....
I'm never given any freedom.
My parents want me to focus on my studies(like I'm not already trying to do that!). They want me to read nothing else but textbooks on science, math.....uhhhh.... BORING!!!!!!!!!!
They want me to put down my books of fantasy and entertainment. Is that really how they should treat me.. taking away the one hobby that I consider my only hope of leaving this troublesome world.
Books have always been taking me to places far from where I stand. Every time I read a great book I seem to take no notice of the world around me. I'm tangled in the words of the author. There is this wonderful feeling of being in the story itself and being able to witness the events face-to-face (or something like that).
Sermons I can handle but restriction of reading.....I'd rather DIE!!!!!!
My happiness comes from books. I'm already trapped in this horrid wasteland and with no books as backdoors, there's no more point in living.
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