Sw33tEmma

Chapter One: House of Letters Nina's POV: It was Monday afternoon, and myself and my housemates were sitting in the living room working on homework. It was fairly quiet; the only sounds that were heard was people writing or turning pages in books, the grandfather clock chiming, and Trudy's bustling through the kitchen, making dinner. The overall day wasn't too bad. Classes started up again and Joy was in all of ours, apparently having been re-enrolled. Mr. Sweet made an announcement about taking Victor's spot as Anubis House's House Advisor since Victor's 'tragic passing in a car crash'. That was their cover-up story. He also said he'd rem

To remember is to retrieve a memory, Pull a book down From the bookshelf of the mind, Flip through a few pages. You read a few lines to yourself. With pencil in hand, You write large, you underscore, You make asterisks and exclamation points. Oh yes, and this one, You cross out, You cross-hatch Until the words disappear. Memories strengthened, Modified, forgotten, Turned around, obliterated. Put the book back on the shelf. He says, oh do you remember The time we did that And you say, oh yes. You aren't sure, Is that what it says on the page In your memory book? The library grows And the spines are worn.