It was books. I discovered that I could visit faraway lands, take fantastic journeys into the realm of fantasy and I could delve into romance without ever having to leave the comfort and safety of my bedroom!
It was a world that I revelled in. Love is not the word for it, it was something more. One day I discovered Anne Frank’s Diary and my safe world changed. I read it several times and I cried and I lived her journey with her. I learned that there is evil out there and I started writing. Writing about my feelings, my hopes and most of all my voice took on a power of its own.
I don’t read much these days perhaps because I write and I have something to say. Books showed me worlds I didn’t know existed, it showed me the inequalities that exists out there and it taught me that I too can change the world for the better.
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