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I am a Cath

Hey everyone,
First of all, I guess I should apologize for not uploading for so long. My life has been very busy and whenever I tried to start a post, I couldn't finish it somehow. I'm very sorry, but  here I am now!

So, about a week ago I read this book called 'Fangirl'. The book is written by Rainbow Rowell and I could really relate to it. The book is about a girl called Cath, she and her twin sister Wren go to college for the first time and while Cath just wants to sit in her room and write fanfiction, Wren wants to go out and 'have fun'.

Now you may wonder why I want to talk about this. Well, while reading the book I just kept comparing Cath with myself (and Wren with my stepsister). I mean, when I'm not at school or at work I am probably at home, reading or watching films (probably Disney).  I even write sometimes to (like I am now), but I never really write stories. And I sometimes feel like all my stepsister does is go out (which of course isn't true at all). But why I relate to this book the most, is because my stepsister and I used to be the best of friends. We used to do everything together, just like Cath and Wren. But the last few years we grew more and more apart. We are completely different people now and where we used to understand each-other, we now can't disagree more.

Thinking of this makes me really sad. We used to be so close and now we feel like strangers. Maybe it is just temporary, I hope it is just temporary.

At least my little brother and I have only gotten closer the last few years. We used to disagree on almost everything, and now we finally understand each-other. So not everything is lost.

I don't know where else to go with this post, so I guess I'll just end it here.
Do you feel like a Cath or a Wren, or maybe like none of the above?
Please tell me what you think!
Byebye!

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