Words have always been away for me to escape the harsh world that is reality.  I could just pick up a book and feel better about whatever is was going through.  I hid behind the covers of my books, between their pages, found comfort in the spacing between each word.  I felt better about myself as I read stories of heroes who's lives were far worst of than mine.  In the hardest parts of life, books have been the loyalist of friends and the best counselors.  I want to give other people that same escape I so desperately needed.  There is no shame in needing a friend once in a while.  And what better friend than one that'll never leave your side?