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Suzy Spitfire Kills Everybody – a book review

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Thank you Joe Canzano for sending me this beautiful book!

The name of the book is: ”Suzy Spitfire Kills Everybody” – Joe Canzano and you can find it on this link.

First of all – this book is AWESOME. The character of Suzy is described so perfectly well, and it fits her role and it reminds me of myself so much, that I was laughing at scenes in the book where I probably shouldn’t.

The scenes are amazing. This book takes you to an incredible adventure in time and space, introducing a new world, different than the one you are used to, and it takes you all the way in – leaving you breathless until the last page.

It is a story where Suzy kills her uncle and she’s not wanted on Earth. But soon she finds out that her father has been killed, and he has created something that endangers the whole universe. With a great motive behind her, she is determined to find that little something and save the world? Or is she?

With the great help of many others that she is not sure whether they’re trustworthy until the very end, she goes into this adventure, ready to lose it all, just for a very strong motive of unconditional love – even if it means her death.

Definitely a must read for every single person that loves fantasy, mystery, adventure, romance, thriller. It is all well put into this incredible book.

What is your favourite book?

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Friendship And Weirdness – Postcard from India

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I have never been to India, but India reminds me of the old values of life. It reminds me of my childhood and then I get nostalgic about home, about Macedonia.

Athira says my name reminds her of her childhood. There was one Ivana in her first grade and was her only friend back then. It makes her nostalgic.

I remember my first grade. It was a little bit boring, because I already knew how to read. After a while, I just got used to the fact that I have to repeat all the letters with the children in my class. I had many friends. And time after time I started to lose them one by one. It was no one’s fault. It just had to be that way.

Or maybe it was my fault. Because I was different. I still am.

I never wore the clothes they did. I never put make-up in the ways they did. I always wore bracelets with dream catchers and evil eyes and handmade jewellery, and they thought I was weird. But I didn’t care. I still don’t.

I was weird, but I was me. And I love the ME I was and the ME I am.

And yes, that left me with just a few friends, those true ones, that accept my weirdness and we are together cool. I found a man that is weird with me, and it feels amazing.

And what more can you expect in life? I have everything I need.

And I’m happy.

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A Letter From Austria That Melt My Heart

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Yes, I know, I said a letter…

But to me, it’s a card, and a letter inside. It has so many words, and I posted the picture of the text, just so you can see. It’s something in between, but I don’t get many letters, so why not? It’s a letter to me! 😀

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A Letter From Austria

MissSweetLady answered my question about her childhood. I asked her to tell me a little bit more about her childhood memories, and there she is, writing a lot about it!

I loved her story about her grandmother, even though it is a little bit sad, but those moments are the ones that change us as a person and make us grow and realize things.

Sometimes, I wish I could always stay a kid.

Like Peter Pan!

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Thank you, MissSweetLady, for the wonderful letter.
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I am half agony, half hope.

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Yes. It is true. It’s all true.

I am half agony, half hope.

I am one of those complicated people. The ones that are so twisted, that make you wonder why you still talk to them. I am one of the girls that make you regret meeting me at the first place, and then again, feeling like you’re the luckiest person on Earth because of having me in your life.

I lied, you know.I lied a lot. I lied about small stuff. And I lied about big ones. I lied, not because I didn’t care, but because I’m like that, complicated, broken, can’t be fixed. I lied to you about things you’d never even care about, but not because I wanted to, but because I couldn’t help it. I didn’t just lied to you. I lied to all the people that surrounded me. I wanted to be accepted, and I had to fit, you know. And different people demand different lies. I wasn’t sure if they’d accept me for me. For who I was. Half agony…

For who I am…

I am also half hope.

After I met you, that is.

When I realized what you mean to me. I don’t lie now. Not you.Never. I couldn’t do that again. Can’t bear with your eyes full of tears and disappointment. Can’t bear with you telling me how I don’t deserve to have a child. Can’t see how sad I make you, when I know you love me for who I am. And for who I was.

I don’t even care for the others now, baby. Because you knew me. When I was half agony, and when I was half hope. And you loved me, every step of my way. Of our way. I don’t want to lie anymore. You know I don’t want that. And you know there’s hope.

There is hope for me. For you. For both of us.

Always.

(Thank you /u/ljsweenes, for the lovely card with the Jane Austin’s quote: “I am half agony, half hope.” that inspired me to write this short story.)

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Thank you /u/ljsweenes
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Have You Been To North Dakota?

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Today, I received a card, and I spent some time looking at this house. It is just perfect. I wish I could visit it, and I regret not travelling to North Dakota. When I have the chance, I’ll definitely go, and I’ll try to find this house!

I am sad though, because I don’t know who sent me this card. It is from Reddit, but it just haunts me.

Well, whoever you are out there, I hope you’ll see this post and read how thankful I am for receiving this card. It made me wonder who lived in this house, and if there are any people inside, living, even though to me it looks deserted and abandoned.

I just hope you’ll see how much I appreciate your card.

THANK YOU

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