Writer's Block: Spoilers Below the Cut

[meoflittlefaith]

I was in the seventh grade, and I loved reading. I couldn't get enough. My sister was a junior in high school, and for her english class they were reading Hamlet. She had never read it, had never even heard about it (she's a brilliant linguist, now, and continues to specialize, i.e. immerse herself in her focus and ignore everything else). I borrowed Hamlet, and ate it up in one late night. It opened up a whole world for me - I had  never read Shakespeare either, at that point, and was very excited by it. The next morning, I said to her, "Hamlet was so good, but I can't believe everybody dies in the end!". She was FURIOUS with me. I spoiled Hamlet for her.
To this day, we have a running joke in our family:  whenever she sees a movie or a play or reads a book I haven't, she says "it was good, but I can't believe they all die in the end!"