***OCTOBER 1945***
A man with swampy eyes, feathers of hair, and a clean-shaved hair walked into the shop. He approached the counter.
"Is there someone here by the name of Liesel Meminger?"
"Yes, she is in the back," said Alex. He was hopeful, but he wanted to be sure. "May I ask who is calling on her?"
Liesel came out.
They hugged and cried and fell to the floor.
***OUR FAVORITE JEW***
TELLING LIESEL MEMINGER THE WORDS SHE WILL NEVER FORGET
"I told you, I always come back"
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Still remember the question? What did you hear? Did you hear the giggles of three little children, running around an apartment, full of books written by a book thief, and the adventures of a boy with smoky hair? Did you hear the pages from the books moving?
Did you see the colors?
Because that's how I see things. Or at least I try.
First the colors.
Then the humans...
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After Dead ( The Book Thief Fanfiction )
FanfictionThe books always have an end. But they are some times that we think that it is over, but the only thing that is over is the chapter. There are many stories about how people survived to the bombings, and how some people didn't. I have a very long lis...
