#99 Library

Date: 2010-07-23 02:13 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] gabriel-gray.livejournal.com
It was late when I woke up, crammed behind the tall bookshelf. I was covered so much dust, that it made me sneeze as I peered out into the darkness. The library was closed. They’d left me behind, forgotten like an old newspaper at a bus stop. My mom would be so worried. I knew she’d be looking for me even if the nuns hadn’t.

Fingering the cut on my cheek from where Steven punched me, I made my way through the building. If it wasn’t for mom, I’d stay here, hidden between the pages where I’d be safe forever.

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