Flashback
“Shakespeare here, Dickens at the top, Austen underneath, Poe over- wait…” I paused, holding onto the dark and heavy book entitled The Tell-Tale Heart and realizing that this was definitely not where it’s supposed to be.
“How in the world did this get here?” I scratched my head confused before walking towards my cart of books that I needed to finish fixing before the guard would shout at me to leave before he shuts off the light and closes the doors on me, then I would have to sleep on the cold hard floor which doesn’t seem pleasant at all.
I walked over to where Edgar Allan Poe’s books are supposed to be placed and noticed that all his books were rearranged in a very messy manner and I stared at it a little confused because I was sure that I had placed them in order when I s
