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No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

Chapter Thirteen Day Four Friday. Morning come around as it usually does every risen morning, that sound that Bisola hated the most in her entire lifetime pierced her hearing, Bisola hissed and used her pillow to covered her ears with the hope to stopped the sound of alarm from getting to her ear, but the pillow was of no use.

She was the best warrior in all of the kingdom, and one of the most admired, by me. "I asked for twenty minutes, I'm almost finished" I try to convince as I turned on my side to finish my back. I was on the last three pages, that was three books in one day. There was nothing else to do, I had no chores today, Mother said I could have the day off today. "Come on Adeena, I gave you an extra ten" Erika chuckles sitting down next to me.

“I am not done with the book, but it already speaks to me.” Christopher wasn’t one who thought a reader had to read at a speed, finishing books in a day or two. To him, a reader was to read at a pace that worked for them, giving them the opportunity to understand and digest the text, so it was permanent in their memory. He nodded in response, not having any reply for her.

I smirked, shaking my head as I randomly picked a book from the shelf and gave it to her. She chuckled softly as she read the title. “Think, Fast and Slow. Really, Sky?” She studied the cover and flickered her eyes on me. “You haven’t read this yet.” “I did, once,” I answered. “It’s a good book.” She scanned the pages, reading them as if she was some kind of computer. After a few pages, she looked up and took a deep breath. “I’m keeping this,” She placed the book on the table. “I’m done thinking. Now, let’s do it fast.”

"Lilih, your reading speed is so fast..." Jack whispered in shock as he took a bite of his apple, Liana finished reading two thirds of a book in half an hour. " Actually, I'm just reading to familiarize myself with current technology, not reading in detail, you know? " Since Liana already had a good base, she could figure out which parts of the text she needed to concentrate on after just a quick scan, this way she didn't have to waste time reading things she already knew, and as soon as she finished reading, she already picked up another and continued her reading.

Reading was one of my favorite pastimes because it allowed me to step into the shoes of heroes and strong lead characters so that I could at least pretend for a few hours that I was normal or even extraordinary. As I devoured the whole book and its sequel, I completely lost track of time. When I closed the last book and stood up to put both books back on the shelf, it was pitch-black outside. I realized that I had read two whole books, but how had I managed to kill almost an entire afternoon/evening simply reading. A glance at the clock told me that it was 11:00 p.m., one hour until my birthday and one hour until I would have my first shift. My stomach began to hurt in anticipation. It was a

I find this both impractical and secretly interesting. He reads the way some people eat: constantly, following hunger rather than any coherent plan. "Fourteen books at once," he said. He cannot explain which one he picks up on a given evening. This is not how I read. I read one thing at a time and finish it before I begin another, because incompleteness in a book feels like a loose thread, and I cannot work near loose threads. I told him this. He looked genuinely fascinated, like I had described an exotic behavioral pattern he had read about but never encountered in the field.

I'll just pribably ea5 in thr midnights later. 'Well, it's a good thing too anyway. After all, at the very least, I managed to read two ancient books in a day. If it's a usual day without the need of reading these, I wouldn't even bother reading it. After all, it's no ise these days. The information in these ancient books are not usable om every day lives of people. After all, almost all books contains about the existenve of supernatural beings like fairy, Goddess and many more so who would be interested in it aside from those religious believer? Regardless of those non important matters, I swear that this is the last time that i will be reading an anvient books. For me, it's just not it doe

“You forget who you are talking to. I have read three books in one day, each with over three hundred pages. This will be a piece of cake.” I laugh at her words, but I can't deny that I appreciate her being here. I really did make a good decision by telling Sarah about this. “Very well then, let’s get started,” I say, and we both take a book and start reading. The next three hours are spent gathering information about omegas. Most of the books are repeating the same facts we are already aware of about omegas, and it all becomes frustrating to read the same thing over and over again. I slam the third book loudly against the table before releasing a frustrated groan. Placing a hand on my head,