There’s A Secret Living In Our Library’s Basement, And Only My Mom And I Know The Truth

Ceiling tiles are constantly falling out overnight. The roof leaks and we lose tons of books to water damage every year – plus, the water leaves disgusting brown sludge marks on the walls. The floors are stained gray with age – I think, at one point, they were white, but who knows at this point? The whole damn building is falling apart around us, and for years we didn’t have the money to do anything about it.

Recently, however, the rather dilapidated state of our library caught the attention of a few prominent members of the community, who expressed an interest in donating some money for renovations. Jumping on the opportunity, my mom organized a fundraiser, and – as she is rather fantastic at advertising – we raised the money in no time.

Mom and I were so excited to begin renovations that we didn’t even stop to think about how our library guardian would feel. We just assumed that it wouldn’t even notice, what with being stuck in the basement all the time.

We were very wrong about that.
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