Book Of Freedome

I sat there, alone on the bench at the schoolground. I always were alone at this school. But I don't really care about being alone, I've been it my whole life anyway. The only friends I got, is the characters I'm writing in my books. Right now have I maybe seven different books, full of words and adventures/romance/games and so on. My grandmother died for a month ago and I were at her grave for some days ago. She and I wrote a book togheter but we never got to end it before she left us, so I've kept it in my room as a memory. But one thing I can't understand is that grandmother leaved a blank book for me, I am having it with me all the time but don't know what to do with it, until today.