I felt as if my frontal lobe was going to explode like a volcano, spilling abstract ideas and pieces of brain matter all over the floor. At war with my own ideas, I constantly tried to find a balance that would make me feel at ease. It was difficult to make a decision while not knowing what made me genuinely happy since I stayed inside a comfort zone for way too long.

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I loved reading those types of books when I was little, when I was in elementary and then middle school my teacher told me I read at a 9th grade level according to her.

A step into the mind of Donovan McDaniel. My reading evaluation for the past year. My reading evaluation for the past year. In our book clubs, I enjoyed our last project the best. It really forced me to search for the meaning in craft and gave me a deeper understanding.

You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough. Get To Know Me! Where do I wanna go? The Last Stop on the Reading Express. The Face on the Back of the Milk Carton by Caroline B. Where Things Come Back by John Corey Whaley. Chasing Shadows by Swati Avasthi. The Color Purple by Alice Walker. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.