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The Written Word Lives On     Wonderful things contribute to the life of my spirit everyday. Withlimitless pages bound by a common goal these discs keep me ticking. At night time I shudder under my covers Ayne Rand and her John Gault have held me in astupor for hours on end. M uniformg the cold seem like a fantasy and Gaults hiddenvalley a physical reality. She has made me standing(a) between my fantasies and I.     From the first blessed page of the Cat In the lid I knew I was finished.My nights of sleep seemed to have no chance. The twisting and good turn of thetongue made a game my young mind enjoyed. Books, these windows to the other(a)side, did not pass judgment and became my companions. I take a book with mewhen I travel so if I know no person at my destination I always have a helperwith whom old times are shareable. Family without friends never provided mewith enough company. Taking a walk with the dark elf Drizzt through theshado wed halls of his city Menzobaeren godlike confidence in me even in thesolitude of a Hawaiian vacation. Calling reading just a hobby then does itinjustice. try fits it more appropriately. Books sweep me into thedepths of imagination and let me share some other persons stargaze while helping mesee mine. Piers Anthony taking me through his spellbinding apposition openedmy mind and revealed his dreams. I have held my grip on the agitation thatbrought me. I never feel as complete as when I visit another book. Theceaseless joy bonding my mind with another realm leads straight into addiction.Finishing a good story is akin withdrawal or the loss of a loved one. Someday aclinic may open in the name of helping readers come rear without regret. Theregret of the book ending unveils the truth in the saying " split is such sweetsorrow."     I harbor no doubt of the noesis and abilities books shamelesslyimpart upon me. I wallow in it at every opportunity. Possess ing an open mindnavigates me out of the awkward situations in life. When I lose a new person itI feel no fuss in sharing ideas and making compromise. Reading a varietyof stories by a variety of authors contributed this. These authors take amasterpiece and thrown in some dastardly character that even a mother like. Icompromise with the fiend for the sake of the whole book. I compromise with avile teacher for the sake of my education. Sticking with experiences instead of