Write about your first crush.
When you hear the word “crush,” you might picture a fleeting affection for someone special. For me, though, my first crush wasn’t a personit was books. From the moment I could read, I fell head over heels for the written word, a love affair that shaped my childhood and carried me to worlds beyond my own. Books were my escape, my adventure, my everything. Comics, storybooks, novelsI devoured them all with an insatiable hunger. Every page turned was a ticket to a faraway land, where superheroes battled villains, mysteries unraveled, and wonder awaited around every corner. Whether it was the vibrant panels of a comic book or the rich prose of a novel, each story whisked me away to realms where the impossible became real. Sadly, as the years passed, my passion for reading began to fade. Life’s demands crept in, and the stacks of books on my nightstand gathered… Write about your first crush.
