because to own a book means that I can impact it the way that it impacted me. I can leave tear tracks and lip stick stains, I can draw hearts over character’s names and write poetry when inspired. I scribble my name on the inside cover to tell the world that I was there, that I felt those emotions and learned those things. And one day, one day I will have my own house, with walls of bookshelves. Little children will ask me why I have so many, and I will tell them the stories of my life that each is connected to. I was dreaming of unicorns when I travelled across the country at 9 and I dreamt of revolution at the cruel age of 17. When I am gone my family will still have traces of me, mountains of stories to feel what I felt. You will open the loved cover of your favorite story and find the name of a girl you don’t know inside it, know that it was one of her favorites too, know that she was there. There’s something magical in that to me.