Reading Is Hard Novels & Stories

I hadn't expected it to be so descriptive and raw but I didn't want to show my discomfort while reading it to him. I realized something last night; reading actually made me happy. It was like a mood builder for me. I figured that every morning I wake after reading, i would feel strong enough to face the day and it's challenges. It was like I knew no matter how shitty my life was there was a world void of all my troubles that I could sooner or later bury my mind in and even after hours of reading, those words played over and over again in my mind, fighting with the reality that was constantly hunting me.

"It's just boring!" Tomson Ruan sighed helplessly feeling that he really couldn't speak to this child. Dislike is being able to read more than a dozen books in two days? If no one comes to call, you can read a book until you forget heaven and earth. This definition of dislike scared him. It's obvious that you like reading books but you don't like going to school, it's hard to understand. "Drawing what?" "It's not a random drawing, it's a new product."

"I'm stupid. I'm broken. I can't read like everyone else. Can't write. Can't do school. I'm. I'm the dumb one. The one who can't keep up. The failure." Dante's heart shattered. His son. Believing he was less. Believing he was broken. Believing a learning difference meant deficiency. "No. Stop. You're not stupid. You're not broken. You're not a failure. You have dyslexia. That's not stupidity. That's just. Different wiring. Different processing. Different learning. Not less. Just different." "But everyone else can read. Can write. Can do the work. I can't. I try. I try so hard. But the letters. They move. They swap. They won't stay still. And I can't. I just can't."

"Just tell someone? It seems like a lot to carry alone." I turned to look at her properly, my expression a mixture of surprise and slight annoyance at being so easily read. Oh- she's good already, also very persistent. I'll give her that. She continued, her voice gaining a little more confidence. "It must be hard, extremely hard." "It's not what you think, Clara," I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "It's not easy. It's complicated. Like a riddle written in a ancient runes and then translated into a different language by someone who barely speaks either,"

I know it might sound weird to you but well, that's me. I do love reading other genres but I love historical books the most. Anyways, I guess it runs in the blood as my dad also loves reading histories too. Like father like daughter, just like my mom says. **** " Aren't you going for Break today, Jemmy? " Stacy said as she stared at Jemmy who was reading a novel. She often wondered how someone could read novels on and on, doesn't she get tired? She always wondered. She had asked the latter about this many times and the answer she often got was, " Reading is fun. "

Repeat until they have been absorbed into the location or item. I bite my lip and stare at Reaper, preening the quill of all things… ‘It doesn’t sound too hard, I guess,’ I say to Reaper. He tilts his head, jumps onto the page, and looks up at me, ‘It may sound easy reading it, Nina, but doing it may be a whole kettle of fish,’ he says and jumps off the book. ‘You’re probably right. It could be more difficult than it seems,’ I sigh and push the book to the back of the desk and drag the food tray in front of me.