Books | Teen Ink


May 4, 2018
By Anonymous

The smell of old pages,
The ink on the paper,
Binded and sewn with words of perfection,
Transporting you to places that can only be reached through the deepest parts of your mind.
Providing an escape,
A way to stay in a bubble that even when it bursts can be revisited,
It is my haven,
The place where I feel safe and comforted,
It envelops me in knowledge and adventure,
Smell the old pages and know,
That wherever you travel,
It always feels like home.

The author's comments:

I love reading and this is exactly how i feel when i am surrounded by books.

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