You read Romeo and Juliet. And you think that's oh so real because Joe has been looking at you for the past week and it's meant to be.
You read through Macbeth and think that's real because Joe has started looking at someone else.
We all see these trivial things as something real, but overlook something actual like Night.
We read this as a class and I don't think I've ever seen more people emotionally wrecked at one time.
After 8 years, Night still sticks with me. My grandpa was a POW of WWII and the stories he told me feel just like reading Night.
It's a traumatic read, but well worth the heartache.