Monday, January 5, 2015

Book, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?

I think a book poisoned me, you guys! I finished reading my last book sooner than I thought I would and didn't order a new one in time. Ever since my computer broke, I've been reading every morning while I eat breakfast and try to wake up. So not having a book is big problem for me. I looked through my books and found the one book that I already had, that I hadn't read yet; Stephen King's Pet Sematary. I bought it at some thrift store a while back and just never got around to reading it. As soon as I opened it, I realized that at some point, either before or after I got it, it had been wet. All of the pages have huge stains around the edges, and are kind of wrinkly. I knew I probably shouldn't read it because, for some reason, I have a ridiculous reaction to musty books. (I know this from my time at Goodwill.) But I thought "Oh, it won't be that bad." But it is! It is that bad! For the last three days I've had this almost-like-a-cold-but-not-quite-a-cold-thing. My nose keeps running, and my eyes keep watering, and my head feels like it's trying to explode, and the only thing that I can think of is that it's full of book mold.

Of course the smart thing to do would be to stop reading the book of death and hope that my symptoms go away but 1-my new book still isn't here, and 2-now I'm half way through this book and really want to know what happens. So if someone finds me dead with book mold spores wafting out of my ears, you'll know that it was my own fault. Why have you done this to me, book? All I did was love you!

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