There you are, engulfed in a story you've read before. You know the way it ends, yet you still rush to the finish line taking note of character changes and plot twists. Jump from page to page, your heart races at all the same places, your head whirls when something unexpected expectedy happens. You think that the story will change because you have; you've gotten older, more mature. But the words still form the same sentences they did before, and the ending still disappoints you the way it did the first time. You sit, heart melted to the floor and sweat dripping from your furrowed brow. Close the book for good this time, like you thought you had done before.
