Novel & Cerita Booktok Banned Books

"What's wrong with it? It's a science book. About geology." "Hundreds of millions of years? They don't teach you this kind of thing in church." He snaps the book closed, holding it to his chest. "Hey, it's not mine. I have to give it back." "I'll give it back to him," snarls Brett, "with a piece of my mind for good measure." ***** The door to Mr Kalkowski's office slams open and Brett stamps in. He slings the book down on the headmaster's desk. "What kind of reading is this to give to an impressionable teenager?"

He explains. "Oh, that’s nice of her…" I walk closer to see a book. I pick it up. Fifty shades of grey. "That’s the last book I ever want you reading…" Rowan says grabbing it out of my hands. I look at him in shock. “What’s it about?" I ask. I watch him chuck it in the bin. "Things you don’t need to worry yourself about. I’m going to have to speak to Mia about the books you’re allowed to read." He mutters grumpily.

The sound echoed around the room and into my ears, filling me with a sense of warmth and peace o could not shake. “The librarian banned me from borrowing books for a week!” “How does someone even get banned from a library?” I said my heart was still slamming against my rib cage. “That’s what I’d like to know too.” She scoffed, then rolled her eyes. “Can you believe she thought exceeding the borrowing limit was a good enough reason?” “Exceeding the borrowing limit is not something normal people do. How many books did you read?” She pointed accusingly at me; her eyes still light with mirth. “You’re one to talk, crow boy.”

Comfortable with my conclusion, I drifted off to sleep and had the best rest I'd had in a long time. The next morning as Michael came down for breakfast, I noticed how much he looked like his father. Jake had been more athletically built, but he too had been rather nerdy in appearance and hid his naughty sexuality quite well. Once my son had gone off to school, curiosity got the better of me. I went into his room and flipped open his laptop. I typed in his password (which was as predictable as could be, PrincessLeia), and checked out the sites he'd been on yesterday afternoon. I knew this was a major violation of his privacy, yet my desire to know what he'd been reading or watching while he

I retaliated. "Good fucking job I have a private jet then," he said with a sarcastic smile. "And I won't hesitate to sedate you if necessary. It's up to you how foul this has to get." "And so what if you think it won't work? It's not going to cause any harm." "I do not want that piece of junk anywhere near my pack. It has been before and it was removed for a reason," he snapped. "What is the reason?" "The same reason those books have been locked away for centuries," he answered although not actually answering my question.

Everytime a book catches her attention, she would pick it up. There are a lot of books in different kinds of litsrature. Some were about history, a guide to a better archery, how to properly handle a sword, steps in forging an armor, and etc. There were even books that are forbidden to be displayed in public. They were mixed among books that were displayed in each shelves. Those were books that aside from this library located in an alleyway, no other library dares to display those books in their shelves. Naomi also wanted to have her hands on one of those forbidden books but she dared not to.

said Alexander. Lucas didn't hear a word. "You can get your book after we eat," he said. He ordered two personal-sized pizzas and chicken nuggets. They sat at a table, eating the food. "Where do you stay, Alex?" He asked him and Alexander looked away. He didn't want anyone to know where he lived. He didn't want billionaires visiting his humble, shabby home. The neighbourhood was bad and he would be under scrutiny and be harassed by the local goons if Lucas visited him driving his expensive car.

With no money left to spend, he didn’t feel like hanging around in town. He felt extremely furtive when he snuck back into his tiny, windowless room with the books. A month before, three boys had been suspended for keeping porn mags in their room. Sam was a timid boy, and he wondered what his housemaster would do if he found Sam with these gruesome looking books. He imagined the look of shame and disappointment on his mother’s face if he were to be suspended. Sam slipped all three books into the gap between the back of his wardrobe and the wall, hoping no one would think to look there until he could get rid of them.

"How do you know all of this?" "I read it in a book. You know, after the class, I got curious and wanted to learn more. Miss Blake only told a short, vague version of the story because they don’t want us to know everything. We’re just students.... But in the book, it was described in detail." "If they don’t want us to know everything, then why keep those books in the library?" "Don’t tell anyone." Her voice dropped. "The books are in the non-accessible section, where students aren’t allowed."

It just had to be that bastard man. In their argument, Aariv was saying something concerning a book and my father was opposing it with all the energy he could summon from his large stomach. “Burn it!” Aariv furious voice came out low-pitched and husky. He was not the type that enjoyed projecting their voice above others. “Why should I?” my father asked. “You know exactly why, Isac.” “This book contains knowledge and power.” “This book contains dangerous fairy tale.” Aariv sat, evidently tired of standing. He adjusted his long hair away from his face. “Don’t you see?”