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The Last Song

Recently, I read a book made by one of my most favorite and admired author of all time - Nicholas Sparks. He's the genius behind tear jerking stories such as A walk to remember, Dear John, Notebook, Message in the bottle etc.

Ever since I've read the book version of A walk to remember, I already fell in love with his skills in creating heart throbbing stories. I am a big fan of tragedy romance and I love unexpected endings because it gives me the thrill of anticipating what comes next.

Before I indulge myself in the book, my friends already told me that it was worth reading. They told me that I would cry and feel the pain. They told me that it was memorable. They were right. I did expected it because it is his trademark as a writer.

At first, I was scared to read the book because I was terribly hurt with the ending of Dear John. Yes, I like tragedy stuffs but somehow I was hoping that the main character would end up happy and contented. You know? He is such a good guy and he deserves it. Okay, enough for my ranting.

Moving on, Last Song was definitely my cup of tea. My story. My reality.

Why? Well, there's big similarities between Ronnie and me. There's a part of me that always wanted to forget the past. Erase it. Bury it. Throw it.

There is a side of me that wants a complete family. A family that I can always go back to. A family where I can call my dad or mom anytime and anywhere. Deep inside me, there's a part that still hopes for the broken pieces to be complete.

Likewise, Ronnie also has her annoying little brother who often does mischievous things. HAHAHA =)))) (reminded me of Cj) Even though Jonah was stubborn, he still loves his sister very deeply. (Hi, cj) He was still this baby boy who wanted to have his daddy or mommy at his side. I remembered the first time Dad visited us, my brother was very very happy. In fact, he even muttered my father's name in his sleep.

In the book, Ronnie didn't talk to her father for 3 years. She became a rebellious kid. Another flashback... Dad sometimes borrow us for 3 days or 1 week then he would return us after. There was an instance that I never talked to him for a day because I'm sick of dealing with other people. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? I was sad. It was supposed to be a day for us. "US" I wanted to cry at that time. But when he whispered, "You don't love me anymore?" I know for a fact that I love him. This person whom committed mistakes in his life. This person who gave up. This person - I want him to find happiness. In the end, I hugged him and told him, you're still my dad and you'll always be.

To be honest, I'm still not finished with the book. I've been reading it for 1 day. And I guess I'll be done with it later. I'm a nerd when it comes to books. So, I recommend this one.

XoXo,

Diane

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