Friday, February 17, 2017

Blog Post #4

Book title: Love Letters to The Dead
Author: Ava Dellaira
Book page: 195-196

"Sometimes, the car's driver would see us in the street and screech the brakes. But lots of times, because it was dusk, the driver couldn't see. May would wait just a second too long before she rolled away. The first time we played, I thought the car would really hit her. I ran out into the street in front of it, waving my arms up and down, until it came to a screeching stop. An old woman got out and started yelling at us. When she was gone, May turned to me. 'What's wrong with you? Don't you get it? That's not how the game works.'"

I chose the his passage because I think that May wanted to die. Maybe even before she knew she did. That's why she did all of these brave yet near death stunts; because she truly wanted to die. Or maybe because she just loved the feeling of adrenaline running through her veins every time she was in front of a car or walking near edge on the train tracks high above water. Like almost dying was fun to her. Like after anything she did, she knew it wouldn't matter anymore because she knew she was still alive. Still breathing.

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