Stories that changed how I see the World
There are some books that you read and forget. And then there are others that quietly rearrange something inside you and just stay there.I've had a few of those. The kind that didn't only tell me a story, but changed the way I looked at the world and everything that came after.Here are two of them.The first doorI believe I was somewhere between eight and ten when I got my hands on The Secret Island by Enid Blyton.I still remember it so vividly. It was a book that got handed down, with yellowed p...