I want to write a narrative piece about censorship. When I was younger I thought it was something only in books, I never would have imagined that it would be something I would encounter in my real life. Why do people want to ban books? Books provide knowledge, they help us step into worldly perspectives other than our own. We hear stories, we learn, and we grow.
I read Fahrenheit 451 in eighth grade for the first time, and I was throughly shocked by the content. Why would a society be so afraid of books, and literature that they wanted to burn them. In my fourteen year old brain it felt like an act of immaturity, and completely unnecessary. Let the people read! Let them grow their horizons and read!
It wasn’t until I had read 1984 that I truly began to understand the point of government censorship. When I read Bradbury the year before, I was reading a required book for class, and my brain didn’t think much past the fact that I thought it was wrong. However while reading Orwell I really started to grasp at what was the reason and why it was so wrong that people were banning books.
I’ll probably come back to this later, but I am starting to write a narrative essay on this, and I needed a place to just blurt my thoughts.
“yeah…”
This is how I feel rereading this fic rn
hi so uhm I just finished pathological people pleaser and I friendly ask to not fucking talk to me
i want to get my shit together so badly
i also want to just give up
hello wolfstar nation
a few chapters into sunrise on the reaping and the conclusion I’m coming to is that while katniss keeps *a lot* to herself, 16 year-old haymitch was a chronic oversharer. he dropped in ONE chapter more of the entire district’s lore than she did in 3 books
I just love him sm, always knew he was a sweetheart 😔🥺
my fav thing about sunrise on the reaping was when haymitch was like yeah caeser i'm a lone wolf 😏 i'm with the newcomers but i'm not WITH the newcomers, yknow? they call me a rascal. a rebel against the gamemasters. I scored a ONE and that is a THREAT. you do not want to mess with me 🙅
cut to him with like 20 kids following him around like ducklings, him hiding in his t-shirt, him letting a bunny guide him to safety because it reminded him of his girlfriend, and him making nightlights out of potatoes.
Sirius breaking into James' apartment with the whole gang on the morning of his birthday to surprise him.
Sirius making sure everyone is hidden and quiet when footsteps start to approach from the hallway.
Everyone jumping up and shouting surprise at Regulus of all people, clad in nothing but sweatpants that are a little too long to be his own, with aged and new hickeys all over his neck, chest and stomach that undoubtedly also lead under the tightened waistband.
Regulus screaming in fright and retreating back down the corridor to use James as a wall against the onslaught of questions.
Sirius going mad.
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