Cover Shop.

The only sound that was heard was the clicks of the keyboard as her hands worked on their own. The words overflowed her mind. She wrote every thought and feeling. A story that only the most beautiful minds would understand. Just like hers.

When her words were placed neatly on the electronic , white paper , she stood up and carried her laptop to her destination. Wattpad.

She looked for a person who would make a face for her book. Since she didn't know a lot about covers , she looked for someone who did.

She walked through the street and stopped. A sign was hanging on the side of a shop. The sign said 'Cover Shop'
A little sentence was under it. But she couldn't make out the words. The only word she could read was 'for free'.

She entered the shop and the smell of old books and tea hit her nose. A small girl greeted her and said " Do you want a cover ? "

She said yes and asked for details , but the little girl said " Of course. Come in ! "

She stepped inside and sat where the little girl pointed. She looked around and saw long shelfs full of books and paper flying around by a gentle wind. A little, wobbly teacup heading her way.
The little girl said

" would you like some tea first ? "