Reading was not only something I no longer did, but something I learned to feel good about. The passages continued to become more and more complex while my reading level stagnated. However, when I started seventh grade, I had an English teacher who was incredibly passionate about reading. Even so, she understood that most of the people in my class didn't feel the same way. She would continue to find books that would spark our interest. These selections would include The Hunger Games, Riding the Flume and Old Yeller. My class, fortunately, would choose The Hunger Games as their daily class reading book. Our class then read excerpts from the book daily in the hopes that it would inspire us to want to read for ourselves. For me, it was a success. The excerpts weren't enough for me. I started reading it on my own during my free time in class. I then began reading it in all of my classes, and eventually in my free time at home. The book became the entire series. Page after page, I became a reader again. I would choose any book my teacher suggested to me