My Escape

When you walk into my room the first thing that you would notice is a big book shelve full of books. But this is only the beginning of it. In my closet there are probably 100 or so books. Even though I have read all these books and most of them I will never read again I cannot get rid of them. They are important to me.

I have loved to read since I was very young. I would even ask for books for Christmas (and I still do). Books for me took me into imaginary worlds. They made me look at life differently and made me believe that great things can happen. Some books I read for the fairytale in them, some books for the history and the incredible stories. But most importantly books are my escape. When life gets tough I can open a book and be transported elsewhere and suddenly I am indulged in the book. Some of the most important books in my life belong to my favorite author, John Grisham. His books inspired me to reach for my future goals, which are to become a lawyer. His books took me into the world of law and reassured that this is what I want to do in life.

The stories of all the books I have are important, but it is not just the story in the book but the books themselves. When I walk into my room and see the books on my shelf I remember all the memories and things those books taught me. I cannot get rid of the books because they are more than books, they represent memories,  lessons in life, dreams, goals, they are my escape. And even though I do not need all those books I hope to share them with someone one day and watch them enjoy them as much as I did. Looking at these books I feel a sense of comfort. I make excuses to not get rid of them such as I'll read them again, or I have to save them for younger generations, but in reality they hold a sentimental value of being there for me when I needed them. And when something has been there for you, you cannot easily get rid of it.