Dear Bridge To Terabithia,
I first read you, what feels like forever ago, I was but nine years old and didn't understand you, I was simply excited about the fact that reading you meant my class got to go on a field trip to see the movie. Even then, I knew that the movie, that you, we're all the things. Sad to the point of heartbreaking, my mom hated me when I forced her to watch it and was angry for a week about your ending. Full of meaning my fourth-grade mind couldn't grasp. But also, you were full of happiness and excitement and MAGIC. I watched the movie again and again but I never picked you up and still, I knew it was sad, but all I saw was the magic.
I'm nineteen now and haven't visited you in forever. It took not much more than an hour to read you and I fell in love all over again. First, I felt all the feelings, I saw the magic, I ran through the mythical world that is both real and never was and I knew the bad parts were coming, even saw all the little hints for the first time, but I couldn't not be swept up in you. Lost to the world of Terabithia, fighting Giants and swinging across ropes. I fell for the characters who were best friends and your writing that I could appreciate for the first time.
And then came the moment, towards the end of the book and I wanted to stop reading because I was in love with this world, these characters, this writing, and I wanted it to live on forever and ever unbroken. But that's not the way it works, is it? So I read on and I had stop to hunt down tissues and still I read, and at the end I realized that you were still magic. That laying across my bed, sobbing even though I knew it was coming the whole time, I'd rediscovered something I'd never fully appreciated the first time around. You laid there on my pillow, I picked you up again, read your ending again and I was still crying, but I'd found this appreciation for you and I knew, in that moment, I'd never forget you again.
Thank you, Bridge To Terabithia, for being amazing and breaking my heart after I'd forgotten that you'd done it in the first place.
What's one book that broke your heart that you want to write a letter too? Telling it how much you love(or hate) it?