I went to the library just the other day
cause I had run out of books to read
My usual selection is crime,mystery,
thrillers and the like.
So I picked a few of my favororite authors
and made my way to the counter,when
I noticed a dark corner in the library
A corner I had never noticed before
As I got closer,I noticed this book sticking
out from the shelf.
It was like the book was calling my name.
So in a daze I walked over and picked up the
book
My hands kind of shook,as I carried the book
to the librarian.
She gave me a glare,as she looked at the book
And she said that the book was over 10,000
years old.
She said it was a magic book,and to be careful
when I read it.
What I didn’t know,as I carried the book home.
This is more than a magical book,it is a weird
little book,a book that can get into your imagination.
So I carried the up into my room,and started by
reading the title.
The Book by Anonymous.
As I opened the book a fine mist of dust was
released into the air.
What I didn’t know was that the dust had entered
my brain.
A seed had been planted,I was now part of
the book.
I realised I had become a character in the book.
And everything that happened in the book,was going
to happen to me in real life.
I was scared and afraid,I dreaded turning to the next
page,but turn I could,turn it I would,turn it I did.
When I opened my eyes,to my surprise,I saw a
mirror image of me,staring back at me.
It is Stefan a character in the book.
I don’t know if you have ever lived inside a book,
but it is rather confining.
But at the same time you can ride the pages.
Like a surfer rides a wave.
Stefan the character and I rode the pages to the
river Styx,which was up to its old tricks,its water
was turgid turning into a torrent,its waters so foul
it would make a blind man vomit.
It was spewing up bodies,coming up from the depths
The grimaces on their faces,showing the extent of
their grisly deaths.
I wanted to close the book,I didn’t want to witness
anymore gruesome scenes.
But closing the book wasn’t an option,Stefan the
character was pulling me along running from the
Styx,but now we come to the stones.
Styxs and stones may break my bones,but the name
is gonna hurt me.
He has lived at the stones for a very long time.
The name will cut out my eyes so I can no longer see
And cut out my tongue so I can no longer speak
The stones are located in chapter five in the book
But I was still running,but I couldn’t help myself,I had
to have another look.
I cant say the name,but he is the ultimate beast.
He would gladly expose my brain,and have a feast.
This book is getting gruesome,I might ride to another
pageStefan the character has done a runner.
I cant find my way around.
I close The Book.