Reading a book is like taking a chance to endure all the definitions for the word FEELINGS. First the happiness that your reading. Then the confusion over why you have now developed a crush on one of the Characters. Then the hatred for the main characters stupidity. Then the hatred for yourself because you picked this book therefor you made the hatred happen. Then the hatred towards the author because of their interesting and appealing plot discretion on the back of the book made you read it so therefor they made you feel the hatred. Next the love/disappointment/hatred/confusion over the ending. And finally after closing the book all the FEELS hit you in the heart like Jason Grace getting hit in the face with a brick (a little Heroes of Olympus for you).