It is Saturday, September 27, 2014, and the day is beautiful and sunny. I am standing at the front of my house. I just came home from the library, I had gone there to get two books for my college and high school book groups, which I am a part of. I have to climb the first and second staircase before I reach the porch. the porch is painted red on the ground, there are two entrances, but we still have not figured out how to access the second entrance on the porch. I pull out my keys and unlock my door. I walk into the hallway before the staircase that goes to the second floor. There is a heater behind the door which has a clear glass key dish. I place my keys in the dish. The place is really quiet and there are no cats to be seen. I walk to the left through the dining room to the kitchen. The kitchen has counter and cabinets lining the left side up to the fridge which is beside the windows which shows a backyard view. It also shows the view to my neighbor's backyard, whom I hate. As I walk to the fridge, I check out the window to see if she is home. I sigh, "Great, her roommate is home. God!" I open the freezer to the fridge and there is a Go-Gurt box on the top shelf, I grab a cotton candy Go-Gurt, pass through the dining room to the entrance hallway and up the stairs with my two books in hand.
I reach the upstairs hallway, there are four rooms and a bathroom. Straight ahead is the bathroom, my room is on the left side beside the bathroom, my parent's room is on the right side beside the bathroom, my sister's room is next to my parent's room, and the home office is next to my room with a door that connects to mine. The bathroom, my parent's room, and my room face the front of the house, and my sister's and the home office face the backyard. I walk into my room and leave the door open. Since the day is bright, I do not need to open the light. As I enter, my cat, Tomette sees me and gets up and meow hollers at me. "Meow! Meow! Meow! Meeeeeeow!" I pick her up and toss her onto my shoulder and give her cuddles. "My little chicken!" She reminds me of a chicken so much. I place her back into her brown bowl like bed, and place my books onto the night table beside my bed. My room is purple, and my bed is the opposite corner of the entrance to my room. There is a night table to the left of my bed, based on the view I am looking from. There is one bookshelf on the left side of the room(the corner parallel to the entrance, also where the connecting door is), and there is another bookshelf beside the closet door, which is to the right side of the entrance. I have a dresser in between the closet area and the entrance and another dresser in between the connecting door and the entrance. I walk over to my bed and sit upright to open my college book group's book, "Mr. Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore," and begin to read.
Strange Place: I am sitting on the step of my porch, drinking a cup of coffee. It is painted red. The day is Saturday, September 27, 2014. It is a gorgeous day, I am debating in my head on taking a walk. My phone rings, and I notice that the number is the library's. I pick up. "Hello!" "Hello, is Melanie available?" "Yes, speaking." "Yes, I just wanted to inform you that your high school book club meeting is on Friday, and your book is available." "Oh, I did not know. Thank you, I will stop by shortly to get my book." "Okay, thank you, goodbye." "Byebye!" I panic, "Oh my God. I completely forgot. If the high school book club meeting is on Friday, that means the college book club meeting is on Thursday. Shoot!" I go inside my house, through the entrance hallway, up to my bedroom which is on the left, beside the bathroom. I grab my purse, run out and down the stairs. I am in the entrance hallway once again, and I grab my keys from the clear glass dish on the heater behind the entrance door. I lock up, go down the porch stairs and down the second set of steps. I walk straight up my street, all the way to State road. The streetlights to cross are a distance if I go right and a distance if I go left. Although it is illegal, it is much easier to just walk when no cars are passing. I get my chance, run across quickly, and walk up the drive way of a funeral home. I do not know if people even use that place anymore, even though I've lived here for 11 years. I reach a field of grass which is the side of the library, I walk for a few minutes until I finally reach the entrance of the adult library.
If I turn right, there is the entrance to the children's library, which I decide will be my next stop to pick up my high school book group's book. I go straight to the second entrance of the adult library, and as I enter, there are restrooms on the right side with a water fountain. On the left, there is a little literature rack, which is free to read without a library card. Most of those books are just cheap romance novels. As I continue to walk in, I see the side desk which advertises knitting for the less fortunate, or bingo night for the elderly. I reach the desk for drop offs, which is just before the bar that counts the people that enter into the library. The lady who runs the group walks up to me. "Hello, how may I help you?" I stare at her, a little embarrassed because the last few book groups, I did not attend. In my mind I am criticizing myself as to what she must be thinking. She probably thinks I will not attend this one either. Each time, I could not attend because of some travel I had to do. This one, I am sure I will attend. My face probably turns red as some words finally come out, "Sorry I could not attend the last meeting, I ended up having a little emergency and had to go out of town. I am here to pick up the book for the book group." "Your name is Melanie Rao?" "Yes." She goes to the back storage room and gets the book I have to read, Mr. Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore." "The book group meeting is Thursday next week." "Thank you very much, I will see you there. Byebye!" "Bye!" I turn to walk out of the adult library entrance. I turn left, I take a look at the cork board with postings, like Chess Club. "Who am I kidding, I couldn't play chess if it could save my life." I turn to the children's library entrance and enter.
As I walk in, there are book shelves full of juvenile books for children in their middle school years. On the left, plenty of encyclopedias. I walk up to the desk and speak to the lady. "Hello, I am here to pick up the high school book group's book." "What is your name?" "Melanie Rao." "Okay, just one second." As she goes to look through the shelves of books, I look at the tray on the desk that has all the programs that will be at the library. I grab a sheet, there is a gaming club and some other activities that I would not be able to attend. I put the sheet back in the tray, and grab a free paper bookmark, it is dark with some cartoon character and some books to read. She returns with the book and says, "Here is The Leviathan, and book group meeting is on Friday." "Okay, thank you. See you then! Byebye!" "Bye!" I walk out of the entrance to the center of the children's library which is beside the staircase. Once I reach outside, I mumble to myself, "How could I have forgotten? How will I read two huge books with all the assigned homework I get, by next week?" I sigh...