Chapter 10: The Library

My mother dropped me off in the Library, an old large building in our town, filled to the brim with bookshelves full of books about history, fantasy, fiction, poems, you name it. Enough to keep one soul occupied for his or her whole life. I pushed myself into the building with its fancy dark wood floors and high ceilings and rolled over to the front desk. Behind the front desk sat a young Latina with her hair in a tight knot. She looked at me when I rolled up in front of her.

“Can I help you?” she said.

I looked closely at her face, she couldn’t be much older than my sister Cat.

“What's your name?” I asked.

She seemed a little surprised by that question but responded.

“My name is Venessa Sir, what can I do for you?”

“Hi Venessa, I’m looking for books about mindpowers?”

She raised one eyebrow in surprise.

“Do you mean books about mindfulness?”

“No, not quite,” I replied smiling. “I mean more as in telekinetic and mind control.”

Her eyebrow raised a little further.

“Okay, the fantasy section is over there.”

“No, you see, I’m not looking for made-up stories, I looking for books from people they say have experienced it.”

“What do you need it for?”

“I want to wright a book myself” I make up on the fly.

“Ah,” She said. “Well, maybe you find some of those books in the paranormal section over there.” She pointed to the left corner of the library.

“Thank you very much. One more thing, are there any legends about the Green Witch Mountains?”

Again her eyebrow raised. “A few, they're over at the local author's section.”

“Thank you. That’s all I say.”