By March (precisely last week of the month), mum bought me some creations by John Green. Which was: The Fault In Our Stars & Papertowns. I started reading 'The Fault In Our Stars', which I didn't expect it was the only aid for the boring season that I could find no time not to suck my eyes with the lines. And also, I did not expect that in the middle of the story, a tear of mine would run through my cheeks.
The story ended up so fast that I only took 2 days to finish it (well, I added the hours I spent reading it, and if I'm not mistaken, 48 hours are equal to two days). The flow of the story was grief, yet good at the same time. But it feels like, it's unfinished yet. Like the situation prohibited in the book. I could tell nothing than enough. It could get no excitement anymore. The book was good and impressive, it's worth the time and money.
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