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She pointed with her finger and ran it down these books looking for a particular cover. “I have been saving this story for the right moment.” She directed her son to sit in the chair and when he sat down, she gave him the book. It looked ordinary to him, but it was obviously special to her. “This is the story of a young man who found a friend while on a journey. It is called ‘The Tale of Meru’.” He looked surprised because he was half expecting another history lesson. “Are you sure you have the right book?” “Yes, Yvayn, I am. I am not as boring as you would like to think I am.”

she added without waiting for a reply. "Aunty hand bag , go and read your books. I wonder how you will pass your exams"Her mother bawled. They talked for what seems like forever before Hussain entered his mother's room. He greeted her happily. "Hussain, why didn't you tell your wife about the journey" his mother scolded him.

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

Casey pouted and Annabella chuckled "Are you trying to bribe me?" She sat down on the bed,their heads on her laps "Please another story,then we will sleep" Alex said "Fine,why not??" "Yeee!" Casey and Alex screamed "So the title of our new bedtime story is Jack and the beanstalk" Annabella said "Wow,I've never heard about that" Casey said "Me too" Alex said "Then listen as I narrate to you"Annabella said and they both smiled,then she started

She eyes my book and then puts her head down. "Cali, do you want me to read you a story?" She nods. I grabbed her hand, led her back to the room, and tucked her into bed. "What story would you like?" She smiles and giggles. "The one about the princess and wolf," I sigh. "Sweetie, I've told this story to you a hundred times. Aren't you sick of it?" "No," She shakes her head. "Okay," "Once upon in a cursed Kingdom lived a princess named Caliana.

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So it wouldn't take long for the police to locate us and try to finish that mission as soon as possible. The little boy opened a small shabby and old book, in which the green cover was already totally covered with dust and some leaves exhibited a yellowish tone. I had the impression that I was seeing my old books from the time I went to church, where Bible stories mixed to explain the existence of God. I became even more believed that that situation was the same, because he opened the story on a page where a snake stuck in an apple tree tree appeared.

His eyes were already beginning to droop. I reached for the book resting on the small table beside his bed. “What story tonight?” I asked. Daniel shifted slightly beneath the blanket. “The brave wolf one.” I opened the book and sat down in the chair beside the bed. The story was simple. A young wolf cub who wandered too far from his pack and had to find the courage to return home. It was the kind of story meant to teach strength and belonging. As I read, Daniel listened quietly. At first his eyes followed the pages.

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.

It has been a long time sinc͏e I did this, so long since I was part of his night like this. "Read me a tale, okay?" he said again but softer, reaching for a book on the nightstand. I took the book from his hands. The cover was a bit used, the edges bent but it was still whole. "Okay," I said with a little grin. "Just one tale, then you go to bed." “Okay,” he said fast but his voice was getting more and more slow. I opened the first page and began to read in soft, steady beats. It was a story about a little bear who got lost and try to find his way home.