I Stack Experience Through Reading Books Novels & Stories

I was almost skipping around the store on my toes, my veins pumping with adrenaline and an unnerving excitement that made me so restless as I looked through the books. The minute I reached got to the next Aisle and reached for the Red Kingdom series; The Rise Of The Red Kingdom, The Fall of the Red Kingdom, and Fire and Ice, I felt it again. And this time, it was more intense. It felt like someone was drilling holes into my back with their eyes, causing goosebumps to sprout on my skin. My muscles locked and my hand was almost giving away the pile of books in my hands.

I surrounded myself with books that didn't help me face the reality I had, and taught me to run away from reality. "Izzy, these books are nice, but I realized that these books are one of the holds that Rian has on me. My mind isn't as stable or as positive as it should be, and I need to change that," Izzy was just quiet as she listened to me as I spoke while giving her the books to pile in the boxes.

It was a moment of pure, unadulterated emotion. I picked up a book, hoping it would help calm my mind. As I opened the cover, I found myself drawn into the world of the story. The pages seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, hours had passed. I was lost in the pages of the book, transported to another place and time. It was a welcome escape from the chaos of my thoughts.

Lisa's POV I slammed the heavy book shut, my fingers tingling from the weight of flipping through so many pages. My eyes burned, not just from staring at ink for too long, but from the fire of triumph rushing through me. I had done it. I had read all of them—the very same books Enzo had marked, the ones he had teased me about, the ones he said would never hold my interest for long. Every word was carved into my mind like scratches on stone.

But I liked that; unpredictable. "You can?" "Well,” he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “--it isn't always accurate, but I read some books about it in the temple." "You read?" I asked. He lifted an eyebrow and I regretted what I said almost immediately. It came out like I was insulting him. And I swear I didn’t mean it that way. I was just… surprised. After capitalism has collapsed, not a lot of people read anymore. Unless you are a maester or nurse, reading is not a necessary life skill, farming and hunting are. Reading is more like an escape.

He scoffs. "Excuse me? I pretty much started reading all kinds of books when I was three. I've known better!" She spat. "I don't have to be in love to experience and know how it works. Books make me feel those feelings whenever I want to, Mr.-I-have-Never-pursued-a-woman." Even if she can barely feel anything. Books still help her. Jin looks at the pile of books she has on the side of her bed. The boxes of appliances he had brought her are still untouched but that wasn't what caught his attention.

As I rose from my makeshift nest of cushions and blankets, I couldn't help but smile, reflecting on the joy that reading had brought me throughout the day. Gathering the tower of books that had kept me company, I began to stack them neatly on the shelves, each volume a testament to the adventure and wonder I had experienced within their pages. As I worked, memories of the day's events flooded my mind, from the warmth of my family's embrace to the laughter shared with friends.

I bite back more laughter. She lets out a huff of frustration. “Since I found the library. I wanted to be prepared, so I wasn’t bad at it.” “Not everything has to be textbook,” I tell her. “I know you have lived your life through books until now, but you can live through experiences now.” “I will not be abandoning books,” she scoffs. I run my fingers along her arms. “I expect nothing less.” “Was I bad at it?” She asks in a whisper.

It was less bitter than the last. She sat at her desk. Looked at the book Clara had given her. The cover was worn. The pages were marked. She'd been reading it for weeks. She opened it. Read the first page. The words didn't blur. She read the second page. Then the third. Her phone buzzed. Idris: What are you doing? She typed: Reading. The book? The book. Do you understand it yet? She looked at the page. The words were clear. The sentences made sense. The ideas still felt distant, but they weren't impossible anymore.

I was on edge wanting to know what Brian would do or how he would react after seeing Nila's name on the bonfire guest list sticked on the walls in the school hallway. I hear the flushing of a toilet but I can't move, literally. I feel like big tanks of lead have been tied to my feet, not allowing me to move even an inch. My jaw must be hitting the floor at the shock I'm in right now. How is Haven this talented? I've read all her books and secretly been a top fan. I actually created a book recommendation page where I advertised and recommended all her books. If it were that easy I would have no doubt used my I*******m and F******k but that part of my life is private, I chose to keep my prefer