By Artemis L
I’m from the undying desire to read.
Since I could read, I didn’t stop.
I read everywhere, the dinner table, math class, late at night, you name it.
It angered the crap out of people in my life, especially when I was younger, and I was frequently told to
“STOP READING.”
Theres a report card from 3rd grade stating something along the lines of “Artemis would do better if he wasn’t reading in math.”
I was informed,
By my mom
That if I read (Percy Jackson) at the dinner table, I’d turn “Goth.”
She meant I’d become a drug addict.
Logically,
That makes no sense.
And I haven’t done any drugs in my 15 years of life, so that wasn’t even true.
I still read though.
I read to escape,
To feel,
To distract myself,
To learn,
To grow,
And to better myself.
I read fast.
Too fast, in my own opinion.
Why? Because I run out of books to read,
Frequently.
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