Shawna_Midnight in the Library_Another day_In that Moment
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Shawna
It was a cold, cloudy, misty early Friday morning that Friday morning. The sea waves lulled gently under Shawna's family's fiswww.onedoor.cching vessel, tied safely in harbor.Sixteen year old Shawna watched through binoculars as the Bottlenose Dolphins breached over the horizon in the distance. Summer Vacation would be over in two days. Shawna sighed in indifference.Today was the first day of Fall, the day of the annual Beach Party at the local Beach. There would be community garbage cleanup on the Beach, Sea Grass and Mangrove planting, Hula Dancing, Limbo, Tug of War, food and beverages and other entert...
Midnight in the Library
Like all things, libraries have secrets. It was a bright, full moon night. Stars twinkled and visible in the great city’s midnight blue sky. It was in the large children’s room of the Uptown Library, with shelves that reached the ceilings and grand staircases that spiraled up into the glass ceiling that the characters came to life. “Raps! Are we clear?” Robin Hood’s abnormally loud voice carried to Rapunzel’s shelf and made her jump. She smiled to herself and gazed longingly out the tall window which perfectly framed the moon in all her beautiful glory. The last car had pulled out of the lot ...
Another day
" Boys! I will not say it again. Libraries are for…” Mrs. Millers starts. " Reading and studying,” the boys and I say in unison as we finish the sentence for her. We look at each other, then burst out laughing, causing some of the kids to look up from their books. Others just look at us in disgust. Mrs. Miller shakes her head. She’s probably tired of us making a commotion in the library. Every Friday, James and I and some of the other guys come to the library to play our usual Table Battle. We play football and other sports but it is never fun when you win and get nothing for the prize. After ...
In that Moment
I stood there in front of the counter with my head down and shoulders hunched forward, something I’ve always been ridiculed for, staring at the books I was about to check out. My converse shoes were untied, and my oversized plaid flannel was loosely hanging on my shoulders. I suddenly went into a daze as the cooler lights behind me twitched on and off, and the sliding doors beside me went into motion every minute or so. It was a quiet sunset, and the sky was tinted with pink and orange. I was still standing there with my hands in my sweatpants pockets when Julia nudged me back to reality with ...