NAME : ANANDA SAFI'UL KHIBBAH

NIM : 2201419009

BEFORE I FALL

by Lauren Oliver

Publisher : Harper Collins

Thick Book : 59 pagez

SUMMARY

Then, the car crashes, Samanta sees something else entirely. The flash of memories suddenly appears.
The memories floats in front of her through the pain, fear, fire, and then there is nothing. Samantha
Kingston, shortly before her death came. Like a flash of memory that crossed her eyes. Bothering her
very much. Those sounded pretty awful. Bad memories flashes back to the last day Samantha's life.

Samantha rides to school with her three best friends, Lindsay, Ally, andElody. That day flashes, a Cupid
Day, a school Valentine's Day event. They each receive roses from all of their friends, and they are all
proud that they have collected more roses than most of their classmates have.

And also, cruel and rough memories about Juliet Sykes, the oldest and most consistent victim of
Samantha's group. They calles Juliet Sykes as a psycho.

But before she died, she thinks about Rob, her boyfriend, many sweet and bitter memories that they
have suddenly played. Disturbing her mind. Many questions made Samantha realize whether the
questions had been correct all along. Like, is her biyfriend the man she really loves? She asked for
herself, "what if I had only one day to live? What would I do? Who would love me? Who would kiss me?
And then, how far would I go to save my own self?"

Died in a car accident in his hometown, Ridgeview. Samantha could describe a terrible death for her.
Strangely, Samantha was still alive the next morning with memories of death that still crossed her mind.
The same day, Samantha was given the opportunity to live that day as the last day to reorganize her life.
Slowly, she realized the reason he was destined to come back to life. But this continues to repeat up to 7
times until she really learns about the life. The better life. For her and anybody that she loves and loved
her.

“Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand
tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like
coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today”.