Last Friday, I came home from school, plopped down my backpack and ran up the stairs into my room. Why, you ask? To read. Yes. I came home on a Friday to read. The book I was reading is called The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. I finished it that night. It's basically the opposite of Atlas Shrugged in length and craft, but it is a spectacular book, well worth the read. It's about a boy's progression through life in high school. Though high schoolers would relate the most with this book, any reader can take something from it. I feel like I have a personal connection with Charlie, the protagonist. There is so much I have in common with the sensitive dude. It also seems like he has the answer to my social questions. I'm really grateful that the book was suggested to me.
The next day, I felt like driving wherever the road took me. Something about this book has inspired me. I have been pondering a lot lately about it. The Perks of Being a Wallflower has made me consider whether or not I'm a wallflower like Charlie, whether I'm a bystander or a doer. I'm not sure why I said these things, so I'm going to end it here with a recommendation: read this book. It is well worth your time.
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