Usainball

Finished reading on my 2nd shift at a engine operating job. To say this book took me out of my own life for a second, would be quite an understatement. King reassures every reader how skilled he is with connecting your own childhood, to one of a fictitious world. I found myself constantly relating to a group of scared, but adventurous group of pre-teens. And to say this happens often is an understatement. Like the kids in Derry, my chi ldhood is often lost in a conglomeration of memories of both terror and love and desire. By the end of this novel I found myself close to tears, not because of the end of a great story. But greater, because of an affliction that my most pure and genuine feelings came from a childhood that I would eventually dust away in my memory as that of a book kept in a library too long. Although the story of the Derry Group destroying It, as adults was mandatory in the grand scheme. I found myself most relatable and approachable to the story that was shared as kids, because at the end of the day. That child-like thought process and wonder for the World and what it has to offer (no matter how Ugly and Evil it may present itself) is one of the sweetest and most genuine feelings we have as humans before we present ourselves to the "Real World," as other's may label it. TL;DR: King leaves the readers with nothing more than Wonder and a view on Friendship that one might have never seen, if not read this story. This book is label as, "Horror". But never in my life have I feel so represented and pure as reading this fiction Novel by King, and for that I thank him very much and hope to one day let him know how much his Words have helped and encouraged so many.