I don't know how many of you still visit libraries, but I do it a lot. One such library was my grandfather's library in Buxibazar. It was a large office library filled with books from all over the world. This is a story of a little girl who lived inside a book and longed to escape.
As I was browsing through the books, I heard a faint cry. I thought it was coming from outside. Then I saw a little girl in a floral frock standing near the door. I approached her, but she ran outside. I tried to call out to her, but she ran down the stairs and out the backyard.
I returned to the library and saw the same girl peering out from behind a shelf. Startled, I tried to get closer to her, but she seemed reluctant and kept backing away. Slowly, she disappeared into a door leading to a dark storeroom. Hesitant to follow her further, I picked up a book and heard a loud cry. It felt as if someone small was standing right behind me. I tried to turn around, but couldn't. Eventually, the library caretaker woke me up, as I had fallen asleep at the table.
He advised me to go home, mentioning a book about a little girl who tries to get the reader's attention. Strangely, the book was missing. Perhaps it was all a dream. Who knows?
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