100WC – Week #1 – Emma

I walked into a cold and eerie place. The ceilings were leaking and mould choked the walls. The floor was damp. There were books for Africa. I was in Buttonville´s disgusting public library!!

I carefully placed my feet on the ground every step, trying to avoid the wet carpet making my shoes soggy.  Suddenly in aisle seven, I saw this strange book with a ripped brown cover. The strange part was it had nothing on it, not a title or the author’s name, absolutely nothing. I picked it up and opened the book but there were no words either. I dug through my bag to try and find a pencil. I didn’t know what to do with this book so I decided to write in it …so, what will I write on this page…

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