Some Of My Favourites

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Maze Runner Book Series Review

I’ve just finished reading the The Maze Runner Trilogy (The Maze Runner, The Scorch Trials, The Death Cure) by James Dashner. Now I would like to share my opinion about it.

While reading, I felt like I was one of the Gladers. I’ve experienced all the adventures. In the first book, I felt excited as well as fear. In the second one, I felt a new strength took over me. In the end, I felt really exhausted after the journey. My heart was broken and I remembered everything I went through with them.

Reading these books at this time hits different. I kept wondering about the life without a family. How hard it must be to survive in such a devastated world. Anyway, I also feel like it could be possible if you have such loyal friends.

I specifically liked the relationship between Thomas, Newt and Minho. This trio made the last book more emotional. My favourite parts were when Minho literally said “I love you” to Thomas and of course the “Please Tommy, please.”

The Words (2012)

I am not sure that I can put the perfect words together to express how much I am touched by this movie. But I want to write. I have to express something about what I think about it.

Basically, it’s a movie about a writer reading his book about a writer who’ve stole a story of another writer. Sounds crazy, right? The movie itself is insanely great.

It’s definitely a 5/5. This movie is everything I search for in a movie. It has a great storyline, the drama is intense and heartbreaking, but most importantly, it has got a feeling of it’s own. The mixture of two stories in two different era created an art.

The cast is amazing. I can’t imagine someone else playing the younger version of Jeremy Irons other than Ben Barnes. There is something very similar between them. Bradley Cooper and Zoe Saldana were the perfect choice as a couple.

I will never stop recommending this movie. It is very underrated.

For the people who haven’t still watched it: Do yourself a favour, take a break and watch the damn movie.

Miss Lupin

Summary: Emma is the daughter of Remus Lupin, who was born at the same time as Harry Potter. Lupin’s wife had been killed by the death eaters just after the birth of her. So, Remus decided to keep her a secret to protect her from Voldemort and sent her to a muggle family to be raised as a muggle. Now after a long time, Lupin decides to pay her a visit.

Characters: Remus Lupin and Emma.

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I was at the beach in the middle of the night all by myself. My parents were fighting again over something I couldn’t figure out. So, I decided to take a break from my studies and came out to the nearby beach for fresh air.

Nobody from my family has any interest on reading or anything of the sort. I, on the other hand, is a bookworm. I feel a connection between me and books. However, the family I call my own is not actually my real family. I was delivered to my parent’s (who doesn’t have their own kids) doorway one night with a letter saying to keep me well. They had done their best.

The environment was so fresh, it calmed my mind. I kept looking at the sea blankly. Suddenly I felt a presence behind me. I looked back quickly and found a man smiling at me.

The man had scars on his face and his smile didn’t seem to be a friendly one. I suddenly remembered that I was alone at the beach with no one else. Fear got into me like a flash.

The man might have sensed it. “Don’t worry, child.” said the man “I’m harmless.”

“Who are you?” I asked rather loudly.

The man smiled again. This time it felt comforting. “My name is Remus, if that’s what you meant.” said the man.

I kept quiet for I knew he would say more. The man took some steps towards me and said “I hoped you were fine with them.”

“With who?” I asked, really confused.

“Your parents.” said Remus.

“I am fine with them.”

“Really?” the man raised his eyebrows “But they are not your real parents, are they?”

“That doesn’t matter to me as long as they love me like I was one of their own.” I said, frowining “How did you know that?”

The man completely ignored my question and asked another one instead “Don’t you miss your real parents?”

“I don’t remember them at all, sir.”

“Do you want to meet them someday?” the man said hopefully.

“No, sir.” I said sternly.

The man sighed. “I’m glad that you are actually happy with your life. There are more complicated lives that people are living.”

“But...” He cut me shortly and said “I better go now. Good-bye, Emma.”

I looked back at a shouting. “My God, Emma. You’re here. We were looking for you everywhere.” my mother came running to me, my father behind her.

I turned to look at the man, but he was gone.

Who was he? How did he know so much about me? Could it be that he was my guardian angel looking after me?

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- By Vincent Van Gogh

1. The Starry Night

2. Cafe Terrace at Night

3. Wheatfield With Crows

Sometimes it is the people no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine

Joan Clarke