Ch 4
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I went straight to the library the next morning. My parents were up late partying with beer so they were still asleep. Beer… Another word I didn't know before. I used to call it brown water… now I know it as beer. Like how the long white sticks are cigarettes filled with a drug called tobacco. It's fun! Suddenly being able to know words I hadn't known about before! It's fun! It's fun!
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Before I left this morning, I had taken the opportunity to stash some of my food in their fridge. Apparently they hadn't used it for quite a while from the stench. I threw out bad milk, green meat, blue lettuce, black tomatoes... and something furry enough to be a cat. I made a mental note to try and keep the kitchen clean for myself. After I put my items away, I left for the wonderful place known as the library.
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I went down one set of the many rows shelves of the wonderful two story building and took a random book from its place. As I read it, I slowly began learning about history in places and about people I have never heard of. With the thought in mind, I closed the book and checked its title. 'World History.' Eeek! I'm going to become a nerd. Oh well. I continued reading.
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After a few hours, I finished another book and placed it on a growing piled beside me. I had moved to a chair and table. My pile lay scattered on the table. For the past few hours, I read a dictionary, a world history book, a mystery book, a cookbook, three magazines, and two sci-fis. I got up to get another book.
"Would you like a card, Miss?" The old woman, the librarian, spoke up from her desk. I turned toward her.
"A… A-a-a c-c-card-d?" I asked. She smiled.
"Yes. A library card. So you can take some books home with you." She explained. I lit up.
"R-Really?"
"Yes. You've been here for quite a while and I think you deserve to have a card. Never have I met such an eager reader." She spoke kindly, handing me the card. I then said the one word that I have never known that has the biggest impact on me.
"Th-th-th-Thank y-y-y-you." I spoke from the bottom of my heart.
"All you have to do is sign it and you can take as many books as you want as long as you return them in a month and a half." She spoke. I grabbed a pen and wrote a random name on the card.
"Th-Thank y-you." I said again before heading toward the shelves to grab some books. At the back of my mind, I noticed something big. I didn't care that I didn't have a name. I just wrote a random one. I didn't get depressed. I didn't cry at the reminder that I didn't have the one important thing that makes me who I am. Could this be another gift from my God?
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After an hour of gathering many random books from every shelf I came across, and checking them out with the help of the librarian, Mrs. Peterson, I began to walk home. I had a giant bag of many different books. I had grabbed random ones from a place called 'Education.' I thought it would be appropriate since I'm already learning about different things. Is it okay if I want to learn more? I closed my eyes briefly and thought for a minute. For as long as I can remember, I only knew pain. Pain and stealing. I avoided my parents as much as possible. I learned how to steal on my own. Soon, I learned to avoid my parents and hide what I stole from them. I had learned the hard, painful way.
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*Flashback Begins*
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When I was starting out getting my precious shinys, I bought a diamond necklace into the house. My mother saw it, and she wanted it. She went up to and asked me to give it her. I asked her why she wanted it, and she slapped me. She then demanded that I give the shiny to her, but all I wanted to know was why I got slapped that time when I simply asked a question. She punched me to the floor, where she proceeded to kick me until I bled from both my nose and my mouth. She took the shiny from me then sat down in her chair and began to admire herself with it.
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*Flashback ends*
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Since then, I had learned nothing else but to steal and run. Now, because of my god, I can learn many different things that I never knew about. All thanks to my beloved God. Oh my God. Before you came to me, my entire world was a few blocks from home. Because of you, I know all of New York City, and the whole United States beyond New York, and of North America, and of the whole wide world. But most of all, I know of the infinite frontier of space. Even now, as I stand here and think and reflect, I can feel it beckoning me. Calling me. Calling me…
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When I got home that night, I went upstairs without a backwards glance at my arguing parents. They barely noticed me. I opened my door and closed behind me. I set my bag of books on my bed. It quickly spilled over, revealing a large books about Trigonometry, U.S. History, Japanese History, World History, Archaeology, Dinosaurs, weather patterns, geometry, Algebra, Calculus, statistics, and many more.
"Yikes. Advanced math and science books." A voice spoke as I was embraced from behind. I sighed as my God held my chest.
"I read less advanced books at the library." I said simply. My god was silent for a moment before massaging my chest and moving his ghostly hand down between my legs. I gasped at his move.
"I may not need to give any information tonight. Just read until you read every book in your library and then you will be free. However, I will accelerate your growth, my sweet." My god spoke from behind me. I gasped as he massaged my once flat breasts and he continued to stroke my thighs. I felt the familiar presence on my cheek. A kiss. I sighed in lust as my god disappeared behind me. Oh my God, how I wish to see you.
I realized something and I went to my bookshelf and removed the one book I took. 'History & Biology of Aliens & Monsters.' I got a book about the giant monsters that my parents argue about all the time. I don't really know much about them. I did read a book similar to it, but that covered only the basics. The book that I stole is really big, no, large. I opened the first page. A Table of Contents. I flipped to the next one. Table of Contents continued. Next page. Continued. Next page. Continued. Next page. End of Table of Contents. I let loose a pathetic whistle that sounded more like a 'puff.'
Of everything I read in the library, this definitely will be the biggest, and most interesting book I will ever read. I flipped past the Table of Contents and began reading the very beginning. I'll learn everything there is to know about the monsters… no… kaiju, and the aliens, and the robot invaders, and everyone who fought against them.
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Hours later, I learned a new word, or rather, a name from my book. Ultraman. The silver giant. The being of light. A protector. A warrior of light. The hope of the people. A title passed down to many great warriors of light. Yet, for some reason, all I feel towards him is hatred, but I don't know why. My god, is this part of my lost memory? Why do I hate Ultraman so much when I just learned about him? What did he do to me that caused me to hate him so? My god, please answer. My god… I want to see you.
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