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Alya lied down on the couch and rested her head on the pillow, smiling up at me. Stories were our thing. After a lot of effort, I got her into reading. But her only condition was that I read to her. Ever since, we picked an author and I read all of their best books to her almost every day. And Oscar Wilde's The Happy Prince was the first book I read to her. It became her favorite book and Wilde her favorite author.

"Aunty, can you tell me a story?" "What story you like to listen to?" Anvika start thinking about the stories she had told Avi before. However, she stopped telling stories when he was three years old. So, she could not remember the stories now. Sugar pointed at the drawer on the table and said, "There is a storybook in it. Aunty, you can read it for me." Anvika had a sigh of relief. She quickly found a fairy tale book and began to read it. Sugar must be very sleepy. Because halfway through her reading, Sugar's breathing turned even and she fall asleep.

I could only follow her as she continued to move through the aisles, selecting items with such care it felt like she was building a small, perfect world just for Nathaniel and Nathalie. We lingered over a shelf of storybooks next. Leah picked one up, flipping through the pages. “This one’s about a little bear who dreams of the stars,” she said, showing me the cover. “I used to love this story.” Her eyes sparkled with a faraway memory, and I found myself imagining her as a child, curled up under the blankets with wide-eyed wonder as someone read to her. The image stirred something warm in me. “Then we’ll get it,” I said. “I want them to have every story you love.”

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Part 1 Alot of people have different life tale, I have read many and never thought I will one day tell mine here for others to read. I have held back for so long and Just felt is time to let my pain out. I will start right from when it all began. I came from a loving home, my parents were awesome when it comes to caring for us. I'm the first child and have younger siblings. A sister Lucia and two brothers. My parents were young and love each other before getting married.

'But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin. Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell someone a story. Make some light. Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you'll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit. When we read a story,

But that evening when she began to read, she found it all só facianting that she did not stop until the book was over. I will not tell you all that was written in the book for it was a very big book and if I did só, it might have more of this book than the actual story. But I can tell you ah bit to satiate your curiosity. Buckle up, sailor! This is the story of the pirate family B.

"In my opinion, if the first 15 chapters are boring and ridiculous, that means the story isn't worth reading any further!" "Not worth reading? But do you know how many people have read the story until last night? 18 million Aiden, 18 million! Isn't that great?" "Of course because most of them are lonely women who long for a man's touch," "Who said? When I started following the story, I just realized that many people from the business community, health workers, models, even famous novelists also praised the story." "Why also praise stories like that? Are there no other books that are of higher quality?"

"Oh, everything! The children going to Narnia and the battles and Edmund being bad but then being sorry and being good. But I liked Lucy best. She's not pretty but she's so brave." He listens to the stream of enthusiastic chatter.... "In that case, try this one next. It is about the same children returning to Narnia.... 'The Silver Chair'.…" She all but snatches the book from his hand. "So, you enjoy the tales of magic and fantasy? What other books of that sort have you read?" "The ones by Scheherazade...." "Ah yes, the 'Teller of the Tales', 'The Thousand and One Nights." It does indeed contain some excellent stories. But not all, um.… suitable for young ladies. I suspect you have read a ve

But he also need some time off and the one that he learned about reading stories and novels was Grindel himself So he was just thrilled with the idea that there could be storybooks or novels inside the library. Grindel, upon advising Aiden from the past he always bought stories from the market and one time Aiden caught sight of it when Grindel was busy with something. He couldn't contain his curiosity and so he opened the book only to find that it was a book that was a story of someone and that's the time he was intrigued as well as captivated by one book. One book different from what he’s usually reading