Picture a place of lush greenery, slithering across the land only to make its way into a world of infinite stories. Paper of inked letters splattered on a page, more and more congest this thing called a book. I grow wild, reading about worlds of savage creatures, tales with psychotic minds or unusual pursuits. Yet, as my heart fills with severe intensity, I’m growing an instant need to read on until no more words are left. I now believe "Reading Helps Your Mind Bloom'.