The Knife Of Never Letting Go Analysis

Being in the Fifth grade meant being in a new school. And I didn’t really know many people. I was somewhat shy and wasn’t the best at making new friends. It wasn’t until about halfway through the fifth grade when my class got switched to Mr. Larson’s English class; before then I wouldn’t have thought reading would become such a big part of my life. I was offered to get involved with a English class that was more advanced than a regular class, but not as advanced as the honors English class. This is the class Mr. Larson taught. He saw me reading a somewhat large book that consisted of about four hundred pages. Usually I wouldn’t get involved with such large books but I got it for Christmas so I felt obligated to read it. He was interested in the title, which was “The Knife of Never Letting Go” by Patrick Ness. He asked if he could read it once I finished it. So when I finished the book I let him borrow the book and he really enjoyed it. The book had a really huge cliffhanger, since it was a trilogy. We talked about how the suspense was killing us and eventually for my birthday I got the next book and so once I finished it, I let Mr. Larson read it, once again. This led to us sharing books with each other all
We would sit on the floor beside my bed and I would either listen, or I’d be the one doing the reading and my mom would be the one listening. Reading felt more like a chore rather than something I would sit down and enjoy. And as a young child, reading wasn’t really that easy for me. There was times when I would struggle to say words correctly, or even times when I couldn’t even attempt at saying that word because I had no idea. I can remember a time when I got frustrated; I was struggling to finish a sentence and my mom finished the sentence for me. Well, for me, I was still figuring it out in my mind and felt that I didn’t need help. I yelled at my mother and got sent to