I Love To Read Mga Nobela at Kwento

At peace. Reading does something amazing for me. It helps me escape into a world of my own making, a world filled with love, laughter, joy, and endless happiness. A far cry from the reality we live in. The real world is full of struggles and pain, laughter mixed with tears, pleasure woven with misery, love sometimes battling with hatred. If I could wish for one thing right now, it would be love. True love. Because I believe that real love brings fulfillment, happiness, and peace. It makes everything feel lighter, and you can just breathe easier. It makes you feel like you belong.

Just a deep green fabric stretched tight over the boards that bind the book together. "Interesting..." She thumbs through the pages, stopping to read a couple every so often. "I had no idea you liked to read." Say says, handing it back to me. I have always loved to read, it's another trait my sister and I share, but it's not one I share freely with the world. Not because I think it makes me less cool or some shit, but just because it never seems like relevant information at any given time. I shrug. "I have always liked to read. I guess it's about finding time."

" Yes, I do love to read books.." I have always loved reading books. In my childhood, my mom and then my grandma both used to read me books. I have loved books since my very young days. When mom passed away, I used to read the books she read to me over and over. It somehow made me cope with the situation. Whenever I used to read books, I had always felt my mom and grandma live within me. " Perfect! I have a place for you then!" He smiles as he gestures me to go in front of him.

For some reason, I couldn't find my voice. I read about love in romance books. They were actually my favorite books to read —which made it pretty ironic that I couldn't bear to hear the topic whenever it was brought up. Why was I comfortable reading about it in books but not when it was mentioned? Probably because reading it was one thing and experiencing it in real life was another. When I read about the feelings associated with love, it intrigued me. That a single four-lettered word could make someone experience a myriad of emotions both good and bad was an utter mystery.

"Actually, it's not. Mum grows varieties for a long harvest due to the elevated and continuous demand of her blueberry cakes." "Oh." She knew Mrs. McCarthy loved baking and if she had come to develop a super sweet tooth it was due to her pastries in addition to her grandma's delicious apple pie. Besides offering it to them every festive season, she seldom sent Kelly with an amicable share. "Mimie told me about your offer with regards to the book donation project. That's very generous of you." "Oh, yeah. I was extremely delighted the moment I heard about it. I love reading and I can boast to have read half the books Cold Spring's library has to offer," she gleefully announced.

I do it because I am committed, and love my readers here so much. I hope you understand the point where I am coming from. Have a pleasant read ahead. Thanks for reading.

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She wailed, 'I hate it when people keep secrets from me and make me stupid to believe them'. Tears flowed from her eyes and she clenched his two hands and beamed, 'Kuk, you haven't hidden anything from me so far. I appreciate you showing me yourself as an open book. I felt the peace, the happiness and the calm inside me because of you. I can't express how much I love you in words!

Ivanna Striding between the rows of shelves, I scan through all the books. It's been a long time since I got new ones. Honestly, I don't find the time for reading anymore. "What about this one?" Christian grabs a copy of 'IT ENDS WITH US "Do you think I haven't read it yet?" I chuckle. "It's my favourite one. I told you already" Twitching his lips, he puts it back on the shelf. "You have so many favourites''

I'll have to start jogging again one of these days. It should be clear that I love English more than any other subject in the world. It's like, the one class I can't ever sleep in, no matter how hard I try. Maybe that's one of the reasons I write. Because I love reading a lot. I'm pretty sure your writing skills would improve if only you read novels and scripts more. I'm almost 100% sure that you don't read books often. (If I'm wrong, then there's no hope left for me. I mean, this is really obvious. )