I woke-up at 4:00am today and my body didn’t felt any sign of hesitation. I stood up, went to the other room and stared at nothing. Last night, I finished an excellently beautiful book called “Perks of the wallflower”. It’s about a boy named Charlie who sends letters to an anonymous friend. He talks about everything about his life, from her sister’s boyfriend to a kid who eats french fries in a food court. The good thing about this book is that it felt real. I think this shouldn’t belong to the fiction category. Because when I think fiction, there goes Twilight and so on. I’m not saying that is a bad thing (for me it is though, haha), this book doesn’t need a handsome magical creature as a protagonist or a perfect damsel in distress whose skinny and doesn’t eat. It just have two things, an unpopular dork and how he thought about everything around him.
There are scenes or people in the book that you could relate to and feel that you are never alone. I wish I was there for Charlie though, to help me get through of his awkward phase. I started reading this for almost a month; in the bus and before I sleep. During those moments, I know I went in his world and felt like Alice. I got lost by his thoughts and seems like he knew whom he loves, what to do and how to relate. But the point is, he was always been an observant, not really feeling every moment that he should had. At least, that is what I thought.
To sum it up, this is one of the realistic fictional book I have read. Including, Thirteen Reasons Why by Jane Asher. I love how it caters the equally boring and exciting part of growing up. It will make you cry and smile at the same time. There is a movie
about it coming-up. You probably know that somehow.
“In that moment, I swear we were infinite”
Love Always, Kathleen
PS: This post was intended to be posted a year ago, well…