1. | Alanna: The First Adventure / Tamora Pierce - I don't know if it was this book specifically, but it was this series. I first read it in middle school, and I still associate it with the feeling of sunshine. In fact, I associate it with a specific picture of myself from middle school, me and the girl who recommended it to me posing in front of a brick wall. I remember standing next to that brick wall and waiting for her to show up so I could squeal about how excited I was having just finished reading...whichever book I was on.
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2. | Lies / Michael Grant - I reread the first two books in order to read this one when it came out and JUST SO HAPPENS at that time I was also in a week long Combat Lifesaver course. These are unrelentingly grimdark books, which is one thing when you're reading them a year apart, and another when you're doing three in a row while there's powerpoint slides full of bloody wounds showing. I still feel acutely uncomfortable with this series and have never finished it.
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3. | Beauty / Robin McKinley - This book will always make me think of that maroon minivan my family had while I was growing up. I took this book with me on every single road trip (twice a year, Christmas and summer) to visit grandparents, and dutifully reread it each time.
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4. | Dragon Sword and Wind Child / Noriko Ogiwara - I found it in a school library. I can't remember which school, or which grade level, or literally anything else, but I can still tell you the exact layout of this library and every single section in it. I remember where this book was (along the left hand wall, on the shelf closest to the floor) and how I found it because I was so bored I just flopped over on the ground. I remember the other books I found while randomly killing time in that room, too, but this one was my favorite.
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5. | Wren's War / Sherwood Smith - Elementary school, in that tiny apartment right after my parents split up, my mother's bathroom. I can still see her, curling her hair to get ready for something, as I burst into the room sobbing uncontrollably. I scared that poor woman so bad, she had no idea what was going on for several minutes as I just cried at her, only to find out I'd read a book that didn't have a perfectly happy ending with all the loose ends tied up and all the dead people brought back to life.
I was young, it was the first time that had happened to me! [[C.J.: Omg Whitley. x_x;;;;]]
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