March 15th, 2010: Day 3

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Dear diary,

You know how people say when your having a bad day, "go to your happy place"? Well mine is the Library. It's the only place I can go where they don't. I like it a lot because it's quiet and I know The Dogs won't come here because its, "lame".

That's not true.

There's a million of books here that I could stare at for hours and on the days I do go here, I am able to sit in peace long enough for it to be safe for me to come home without being beat up.

The cool kids must get tired of waiting for their prey and give up, packing up and leaving their hunting spot.

I sit here for hours at a time and even befriended the librarian.

Her name is Genie. Like a Genie in a bottle. The ones that grant you three wishes and the only things you can't wish for are, love, the dead to be brought back to life, and more wishes. That's at least what Aladdin taught me.

I know that Genies' aren't real, but sometimes I swear she is one. Granting wishes seems to be her specialty.  She knows exactly where everything is and if I ask for anything, like a pencil or a bathroom pass she has it.

We've even sat down and talked about our lives together.

So far ive learned that Genie has three kids who are all grown up and have their own kids.

Genie is a grandma!

The thing is that I don't remember any of their names except Peter. He's the oldest and I have this theory that he's her favorite. She talks about Peter like he's some sort of God and she is nothing, like a speck of dust.

I think she has it backwards.

So if you ever read this, darling:

Genie. You are a god.

I know that she might not ever read this and I might actually burn this diary when I'm finished with it, but it's good to know what I think of her and write it down. Maybe I'll cut that little message out and give it to her for Valentine's day. I know she'd like it because she loves me as if I'm her own grandchild. Perhaps Peter has some competition.

In any case, I love the library.

I've come here so many times that I've memorized where all the genres are. From Romance to Science Fiction, I know it all. I also know the layout of the building like the back of my hand.

They have the main floor, where generally all the kids book are and they even have this cute nook picked out in the corner of the floor with rainbow chairs (and a matching couch), a bookworm table, a fireplace, and one of those cliche alphabet rugs. Once a month they have a read-in where kids that are signed up go to be read to by an adult. Only four kids show up, but they love it so whatever.

The second floor is full of pretty much everything else, except that instead of everything being child friendly, it's rated PG13 or up. Teen Fiction is the most popular genre in the library, followed by Adult Romance then Sci-fi.

Yeah so,

Angsty teens dealing with problems.

Adult sex.

Aliens.

Top three rated Genres.

I can't complain though, honestly. I spend most my time in the Teen Fiction section. I know that twelve means I'm not a teenager, but I have the mind of one. I'd rather read the book 'The Cellar' than 'The Adventures of Captain Underpants'. No offense.

I think it's that I can relate to the problems the characters face. I can't relate to 'Skippy John Jones' even though, that was my favorite as a kid and I might even consider rereading it again after writing this down.

Maybe I will.

Just to regain some memories.

As I was saying, earlier was reading 'Wonder' and thinking silently to myself, hey, this kid is kinda like me. Messed up body, bullied, ashamed of himself. Same person.

See. I relate to teen books.

Sometimes I wish I could stay at the Library forever. I wouldn't ever get bullied. I could hang out with Genie the entire time and talk about her three kids. I could read all I want. And even sleep on those cute couches they have. It doesn't matter.

Sadly I can't. 

Library's only open on Wednesdays and The Weekends.

After my trip to the library, I sit with my mom at the diner table and tell her about all the new books Genie bought this week and she acts impressed even though I know that she doesn't care. And Carrie, my younger sister, is to little to care about what a Library is.

I wish they understood why I love it so much.

It's like a Kingdom full of amazing book knights! And I am the ruler!

But in all honesty, I'm being selfish.

I only use the Library to get away from being hurt by those bullies. I do read, but I mainly sit around until I fall asleep.

More like a hideout then a kingdom, huh?

Still...

I'd rather be there then pushed to the dirt or forced to eat something I don't want to.

See you when today is over.

-The Soft Boy

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