Mission 1

Sitting in the library of our school. Librarian MIA. Must stay here.... must answer phone.... no life form found. It is seriously sad that all day I have been craving some time that I can just think and read, or write. Well of course I get what I asked for, except my book is in my actual class. And you might be thinking, "you're in a library. There are books everywhere." and you would be very right my little righties, but the fact is that I can not start reading another book... o there was a person! LIFE!... while I am reading another. My mind is already scattered and just reading one book is a struggle. So, I can't read. Then I have no paper to write on. They are very strict about using paper for useless things. So now I can't read, nor write... I kind of made it sound like I'm retarded. And don't even say that that was mean because if you were retarded you wouldn't be able to read this. Well, I have to sit here... time seems to be passing so slowly. Every sound I hear sends shivers up my spine. I hate the quite. At least I know I can never be a librarian, plus I can't spell. I guess I will just have to soldier on. Carry on. Keep going! I'm ramballing I know.
I really wonder what our librarian does all day. I mean, she teaches a class, but there is no one in here right now. She must be hiding away with some sort of magical thing. I figured it out. She has one of those really expensive books that you see in the movies,the one where everything that it talks about comes to life. She must be in one of the closets with her little friend now...
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Went and checked. Nope, how ever I did find a very old looking book. I opened it and a bug fell out, but that doesn't make it magical. Stupid movies.
Janitor just scared the living poop outta me. I was getting me some germx because I got to thinking how many germs are on this keyboard and I looked through the window infront of the computer and he was pushed up against the glass! Didn't expect it. I wasn't afraid of him, I just wasn't ready to see that much ugly. A girl must prepair herself for those kinds of things, it takes time to be able to hold down your lunch when a man who looks like he has fallen from a very tall tree and landed on a bed of nails walks in. I'm getting sick just thinking about it... either that or my lunch just isn't agreeing with me. Either way, I am still alone.
Well, I guess that will be it for today class. Please make sure you pick up where we left of tomorrow. Thank you very much. Love you all.
Later Days,
Madison