Mr Linden's Library: Shelf 13

Mr Linden's Library: Shelf 13

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I thought 'Finally it's Friday!' I rushed out of the classroom and went straight to the library, my friend Annabeth called behind me "Trish! Trish!" I looked back and said"What?" she said "Are you going to the library?" I said " Yeah want to come?" she said " All right". We walked together to the library, when we finally got there we said hello to Mr.Linden the librarian, he was an old man that appeared to some kids as creepy. We went to him and I asked "Do you have any books that are one in the world copies?". He responded in a gruff voice "They are in shelf 13". Then he said with a kind of sadness in his voice "I recommend book 317" I rushed to shelf 13 and started looking for the book. When I finally found the book I read the title "The Mystery of John Maple" By Unknown, it was a hardcover book and it seemed to be written by hand, the letters on the cover were written in gold and the cover was all black such as the back.
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