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This is one of the passages from my book that I'm reading which is The House On Mago Street. " Not a flat. Not an apartment in back. Not a man's house. Not daddy's. A house all my own. With my porch and my pillow, my pretty purple petunias. My books and my stories. My two shoes waiting beside my bed. Nobody to shake a stick at. Nobody's garbage to pick up after. Only a house quiet as snow, a space for myself to go, clean paper before the poem" (108). This passage stuck out to me because the way she describes everything she is imagining her house will look like and how it will feel to have a house of her own. She is one of them authors that describes everything in great detail you can see it through out the book, it's also very different in her situation because she is describing something she has never seen it's all in her head so she does an even better job because the reader can also see it.
Well i finish the book in two days and i didn't really see what page i stoped at between those day, but i really like how she writes. Like when i was reading her book it was just interesting it caught my attention the way she wrote and explain everything she saw in great detail.