The Hidden Savior

When I was younger, one of my favorite things to do was read a book. Whether my mom read out loud imitating the characters voices, or I read to myself slowly so as to not miss a single word, reading (for me) was a way to experience the world. Some of my all-time favorite books include Esperanza Rising, Chasing Redbird, and Who's Going to Take Care of Me?. As I look back on these stories, a few similarities pop out in my mind. First off, each book's protagonist is an outsider. They were either put this way due to a certain situation or by merely the nature of their personalities. Either way, they somehow are left out in the world. The second similarity appears in the shape of a boy. In these books, the boy, who in a sense is a savior, provides comfort in the vast world of insecurities. My interest always lies in whether the boy becomes a dear friend, or maybe something more. I like to think that everyone has a special person that takes away the anxiety one feels when forced into a strange situation.