Tilney, my Sweet!

What lies beyond your closet door? What secrets seep through your floor? A dark and ghost like past perhaps or maybe the very things you will never relent. The deepest and creepiest of your affections. Oh surroundings and lovely room please do well to keep these inner workings for without the secrecy I shall fear a terrible doom. Oh how I love a good romance or a suspenseful thriller. I am currently reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey and I do say that is rather good. But I will not tell you for the world what happens. But I will tell you it has on my toes. Would you like a sneak peak into my head and the effects of reading such a wicked, wicked book. Alright then imagine a young girl of about 17 with shoulder length bronze hair and rainy grey eyes. She lay on her canopy bed with a book under her roundish like nose. The girl kicks with happiness, punches with anger, and cries tears of joy all for a few silly words printed neatly on bound paper. What a silly girl to let books carry her away like this......And that my dear friends is the effect Northanger Abbey has on me. Well good day, for I do not want to keep Catherine and Tilney waiting too long.