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i love to read also. Really anything by Jodi Picoult. Her books are so captivating. Here is one of my favorite parts from one of her books:
If i had to tell you how houmans made their way to earth , it would go like this: in the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something to much brighter that seemed to fill up those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and out spilled a million stars, like a fountain of tears. Horrified, the moon tried to swallow them up. And sometimes this worked, because she got fatter and rounder. But mostly it didnt, beacuse there was just to many. The stars kept coming, until they made the sky so bright that the sun got jealouse. He invited the stars to his side of the world, where it was always bright. What he didnt tell them, though, was that in the daytime, they would never be seen. So the stupid ones leaped from the sky to the ground, and they froze under the weight of their own foolishness. The moon did her best. She carved each of these blocks of sorrow into a man or woman. She spent the rest of her time watching out so that her other stars wouldnt fall. She spent the rest of her time holding on to whatever scraps she had left.