Day 4

Whoops! I guess it's been a couple days since I have posted. Well, I started school on Monday and am still getting the hang of it. So...maybe not a pin everyday, but as much as possible :).
Here's today's prompt. I really liked this one so I might follow up with more of the story at a later date.

            Esther passed the abandoned library every day, to and from school. It looked foreboding, but she was curious about what it held inside. Did they take all the books or leave them? I wonder if it’s unlocked. If it is, I wonder if anyone will mind me taking a quick peek.

            She would stop and stare at it, and just as she would be about to try the door, she would imagine all the dangers that could be inside. And, boy! could she imagine. Having read enough to make fill her own library, she could think of infinite dangers that might lurk inside.

            So every day, she would shrug, push her glasses back up her nose, and keep walking. I’ll probably never get to go inside it. Well, as it turns out, she was wrong.

            Her entry into the mysterious library, strange enough, started with a mighty wind and rain storm. Nothing to disastrous, but it did make quite a mess of her town. On her routine walk to school the next morning, Esther noticed something odd. Among the usual debris, were torn, dirty book pages.  As she examined one, the thought struck her. Oh my! These must have come from the library. It has been decaying. She quickened her pace and soon arrived at her destination. She gasped.

            Many of the windows were broken, loose pages caught in their jagged edges. Tiles had come off, leving holes in the roof where the wood had rotted. But most surprising was that the door was open. Esther, with her mouth gaping, approached the door and then slowly walked in. It looked as though all the books had purposely jumped off their shelves. She picked one of them up and tried to wipe it off with her sleeve. It was damp and the dirt stuck. She lifted her head and gazed around the room and then sank to her knees. She was shocked that all these books were still here, and now they were quite damaged.

            A tone from her phone jolted her out of her daze. Her friend had texted her, asking why she hadn’t arrived yet. Esther put her phone back in her pocket and tried to run the rest of the way to school. She barely made it, but she had a hard time concentrating. All she could think about was that library.