Personal Narrative: My First Experience Of Reading And Writing

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My first encounter with reading and writing were not good. I have never thoroughly enjoyed reading for hours. I have memories of being forced to read by my father for school. I would be in my bedroom with tears in my eyes painfully turning the pages wondering when this torture would be over. The idea of being curled up in front of a fire with a good book sipping coco always sounded inviting but I had never found a book that could hold my attention. I had always found myself walking up and down the aisles of quite bookstores loving the idea of all the books with their crisp pages not yet read. I usually would choose a book at a bookstore that looked very interesting take it home read a few chapters and then lay it aside. It was not until my late teens I would learn why to appreciate reading.
When I was fourteen years old my father, who had always pushed me so hard to read and learn everything I could, suffered a very debilitating stroke. Then man who would sit on the front porch in his rocking chair and read for hours now could not read or write his own name. The frustration I saw
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The first book series that I have ever started and finished was The Twilight Saga. I had gone with some friends to watch the dreadful fist movie when I came out in theaters. Stephanie one of the girls that we went with told me “well the book was so much better that the movie”. I had never really understood that idea until I went and purchased the first book of the saga. I found my self at home lying in bed wanting to read. The way that Stephanie Meyers writes pulled the reader in and makes you want to turn the next page. My father would come to my bedroom and stare in dismay and say “my goodness that book you have must be amazing” because he had never seen me love reading. I finished the first book in a week of so and of course was

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