The woman in cabin 10

1, 2, 3 breath in

Can you see her now? Did you see her, then?

4,5,6 breath out.

You have to believe me. She isn't saved nor sound.

Repeat it once, twice, three and four times.

She's gone away, with no Goodbyes.

I need your help. I need you to see.

Maybe you are next, maybe me.

The water is corrupted, the water is stained

With a Floyd t-shirt, a pinky shade.

My brain was a selfish, lying bastard.

He played me up, A game he mastered.

He made me believe what's not true.

A woman in a cabin, you see her, don't you?

Your eyes and heart are two different things 

I feel her death, I need no lens.

Won't stop digging, crossing every line.

The woman in the cabin next to mine.

The woman in cabin 10.

The woman in cabin 10 a debut thriller novel by Ruth ware.

I always write my reviews as poems. I love the way the words get sneaky, make you think the book is something while it's a totally different thing.

With every book, I read. I become a different person with new aims and possibilities.

This is not a book review...this is me after reading " the woman in cabin 10 "

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• Our brains are indeed bastards, an amazingly powerful and smart one. They don't care about the truth or what's really there. They just want to get it over with.

It's all about connections. From the first blink of an eye to its last one. All the brain does is connecting, connecting all pieces of information to make a chain of events, opinions, conclusions and personalities. These connections are us in every way possible.

An Apple.

The word apple you just read has no taste, no sound, no shape, no colour and no painful nor blissful experiences. So, why did you see the colour red or green or yellow when you read it? It's just a word. Why those specific colours only? Why did you feel abrupt sadness and anger?

 It has nothing to do with a typed word, right? 

 No, the word apple is connected to a pic you saw before. A pic of a red apple lies in your memory, waiting for the perfect trigger to resurface. It also connected to the last time you ate it which was like 7 days ago. The same day you dropped out or broke up with your partner. 

All of these are considered separate pieces of information until the perfect trigger.

But that's not the sneaky part.....

your brain wants to create these connections that sometimes it just mess up.

 Like a puzzle, your brain connects every little piece with each other according to its shape and colour. Sometimes it connects the pieces according to shape only, forming a totally different picture.

But that's also not the sneaky part.

The sneaky part is your brain will figure out a way to make it believable.

It makes you believe that the different pic is the, in fact, the original one. The mismatched pieces are totally matching and perfectly forming a masterpiece.

And you believe it.

Like, Who can doubt his own brain?

 who we are actually to say otherwise. To doubt our own brains. In the end, our brain. Our conscious is who we are. If we start to doubt it. Then we start to doubt our own existence. And if we do so, then we gonna doubt EVERYTHING.

So how can we get out of this loop?

I know I sound overrated. You are right. I am a crazy book geek. I know you are scared, but tell me. Have you ever been so sure of something and discovered that you were wrong about it?

Have you ever broken up with someone, ended a marriage, a friendship for the wrong reasons that once were so right?

Have you ever asked yourself why you always suck at your own problems while acting like a damn social worker with other's problems?

It's all about the way you see the events. The way your brain connects the dots.

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At least that's what happened to LO. That's what I started to believe after reading the woman in cabin 10.

Thanks,

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