[Image credits: Oh, Chrys!]
Yesterday I was reading The Winner’s Curse by Marie Rutkoski. I’m not sure how many of you felt the same but at the last few pages, hot damn. It’s emotional.
I was on the verge of hysterics. I had so many tears. The tears were just flowing down my face like rivers, and I was trying so hard to hold back the ugly sobbing noises. I couldn’t because my nose got all stuffed up. I CAN’T. I can’t stop it. Arin… Kestrel.. It got so nasty that my mom ran in to check on me. Whatever intelligible conversation went something like this:
Mom: You okay? What happened?!!
Me: NO. It’s… Book… These fictional characters…. They… Lies… Trapped… I… Can’t… FEELS *CRIES*
“It’s just a book.”
It’s the frustrating, hair-splitting moment when you’re flooded with FEELS and EMOTIONS and S C R E A M I N G in the midst of the most epic book… and everyone else thinks you’re insane. My parents never understood why I would cry over “fictional characters that don’t even exist” so they tell me to “Grow Up” when I’m hyperventilating in fangirl mode.
Damn… does this happen to you too?