I open the door and get blasted by that woody, perfect, fresh smell that nothing can replace.
I briskly walk to the young adult section.
Pass the register,
Memories surround me as I pass old friends.
I run my fingers on their spines as I pass,
Breathing in the crisp perfumes they wear.
Tessa Grey is 100% herself.
Everyday I remember that.
Kasta is stronger than anyone.
I will always look up to her.
Allison Sekemoto struggled to accept her monsters.
As do I.
I hold in a tiny scream of excitement,
And pick up the book.
My new inspiration.