All of my life, I have disliked reading a long book just to get a simple message from it. Reading was a weak area in school for me; I was more of a math and science kind of kid. I was always interested in finding the right book for me because I knew there had to be something out there that would interest me. I knew it was just a matter of time until I found that book, even though I wasn’t exactly on the lookout for it. One day I came a crossed a book about my favorite football player Tedy Bruschi which would change my whole outlook on the concept of reading. My mom would always encourage me to read because that’s what she enjoyed doing. I was always too busy to just sit down and read a book. Between football and year round basketball reading really was one of my last priorities when I had free time. With the free time I had I liked to play video games and hangout with friends. I still remember the nights my mom would have to force me to read a book that I had an assignment due for the next day. At such a young age I thought it was torture but I knew I had to get it done in order to do well in school. One morning in English class I walk in to find a book on my desk. In confusion I asked a friend next to me, “where did this book come from?” “Mr. Burger gave them to us to read this quarter “ he said. Scratching my head in disbelief Mr. Burger announces to the class “The first 20 pages are due tomorrow morning and there will also be a quiz." At this point I start to worry about getting the reading done knowing later that day I had a 3 hour long basketball practice to attend. I also knew if I waited to get the reading done until after practice it would never get done due to my lack of interest and fatigue from a long day. So that day as soon as I got home from school, yet dreading every bit of it I started reading the book Twisted. After reading the first 20 pages of the book I still found myself very uninterested already. The story was about this average high school guy who had average looks, was a average student, and had an average dysfunctional family. The book was also about this average guy getting caught spray painting graffiti on his school this giving him outdoor work all summer. The next day in school Mr. Burger gave us the quiz he had promised to give us the day before. “You have 20 minutes to complete the quiz and turn it in, “ he said. So I began the quiz confident that I was going to do well on it until I got to the last 2 problems. I started to think about why I didn’t know the answer to these questions then it finally hits me near the end of the 20 pages I had completely blanked everythin