Chapter 4/5

Okay, I'm getting sick of trying to be organized; you can't think while being organized.
So this book is not really moving along, so it's hard to analyze. However I did have some questions while reading this book. Throughout these five chapters, the idea of getting a driver's licence constantly pops up; why? It could be because it requires identification, which Janie obviously has no clue about. So far, nothing interesting has happened in this story, Reeve kissed Janie, and Janie is going to a football game on the weekend with her family and friends. The book is going nowhere with Janie being kidnapped, except for the fact that her worry of being kidnapped, and her daydreams interrupt her daily thoughts and actions. Janie has taken one step towards this mystery, picking up the phone, and unsuccessfully tries to dial the number on the milk carton about the lost child, which oh so surprisingly happens to be her, which we've read for over four chapters. Janie's excuse for her confused thoughts goes more radical , like having a demon put ridiculous thoughts into her head, and more about going insane.
If I gave it some more thought, a random thought pops into my head. This book drop hints that date it between 1980's to 1990's. Nowadays, you don't see a fifteen year old going to test for their driver's licence, and we no longer rake leaves off our lawn, for we can just hire somebody to do it. As well, the possibility of seeing a missing child on a milk carton seems narrow... how many companies want to stick missing children pictures on their products, unless it's more or less government funded? The idea also dates back to around that time.
Last thing I'm going to rant on about, is probably more unrelated to this book, though inspired by it. Identity. Is identity really that important to a person? Janie could have just lived on with her more than happy life, yet she keeps messing it up with these thoughts and confusion about rather she's really Janie or Jennie. Why is identity so important to a person? Do you not live a same life? Just because you're not named what you had lived along most of your life, just because you might not be where you thought you were from... it doesn't change who you are inside. What about the life you may be living right now, one may ask. Well, it doesn't mean it's been all a lie and a time wasted, you've been living YOUR life, whether you're Janie or Jennie or Bob. Or maybe people just crave a sense of belonging and ownership, they like the idea of what they have now is rightfully theirs, and they enjoy the fact of belonging somewhere, knowing that's a certain place you know you'll be.