In elementary and middle school, I averaged a book a week. Wherever I went, I had a book with me, whether this was school, vacation, my brothers' hockey games, or tailgates at University of Miami football games. As I got older and my school workload increased, my pace slowed until I was eventually not reading at all. The time I used to spend getting lost in the fictional world of novels and becoming attached to the characters was now being spent scrolling through the lives of classmates and celebrities on social media.

Then, I took AP Lit my senior year of high school, and being required to read a novel a month did something to me that I didn't see coming- it made me love reading again. It reminded me of the magic of literature and the beauty of the written word. Since then, I've read over a dozen books, but three main novels caused me to fall back in love with reading.