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Back in my younger days, my high school would hold yearly book reading events. The choice one day was Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley. Quite a bit of students would line up, waiting for their turn to read a few paragraphs of the novel. To be honest, while I found the event very interesting, in practice it was a bit boring. I never stayed to listen for more than a few minutes. I didn’t enjoy the voices much. I believe many of the kids there only did this for bonus points, not putting much effort into performing and adding emotion to the written words. Besides, I ignored the legacy of the novel itself, it just seemed like an old story that we were being forced to listen to. I always wanted to participate and reading aloud. I actually really love doing so with family or at church, but I was too shy to do it at school. I didn’t realize how important this novel was until much later. Very weird of me since I already loved classic science fiction stories. Little did I know, that before H.G.…

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