My friend in the library I spend a lot of time in the library. In my home city, there isn’t a public library, neither places where studied or sit to read a book for free. In my point of view, there is

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My friend in the library I spend a lot of time in the library. In my home city, there isn’t a public library, neither places where studied or sit to read a book for free. In my point of view, there is two type of people who go to the library, those ones who purpose is studied or make a research and the other ones who like to be reading something surrounded by books and silent. Since the first time I came to this library, there was a man who caught my attention. Wearing always a black leather jacket, he takes a different book every day. I’ve found him a few times stared at me with some sight of curiosity in his eyes. I like to look at him too. Though I don’t know his name, like to imagine that we are friends. Sometimes I imagine how his life is and what he likes to do. I think he might be retired and now he wants to be poems' writer or he is a spy or serial killer who lives alone or maybe with a fat cat who always run away when he arrives at home. I’ve just three weeks left after I’m going to Spain and I will never see him again, I asked if he will remember me.

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My friend in the library

I spend a lot of time in the library. In my home city, there is no public libraries or places where one can study or sit and read a book for free. In my opinion, there are two types of people who go to the library, those whose purpose is to study or do research and the other are those who like to read surrounded by books and silence.

Since the first time I came to this library, there was a man who caught my attention. He always wears a black leather jacket and takes out a different book every day. I’ve caught him staring at me a few times with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. I like to look at him too. Even though I don’t know his name, I like to imagine that we are friends.

Sometimes I imagine how his life might be and what he likes to do. I imagine he might be retired and now he wants writes poems. Maybe he is a spy or serial killer who lives alone or with a fat cat who always runs away when he arrives home.

I’ve just three weeks left here and then I’m going to Spain and I will never see him again. I wonder if he will remember me.

What a lovely piece of work!!

My friend in the library

I spend a lot of time in the a library. In my home city, there isn’t a public library, neither places where studied you can study or sit to read a book for free. In my point of view, there is are two type types of people who go to the a library, those ones who who's purpose is studied to study or make to do a research and the other ones who like to read be reading something in silent, surrounded by books and silent.

Since the first time I came to this library, there was a man who caught my attention. Wearing always a black leather jacket, he takes a different book every day. I’ve found him a few times stared at me with some sight of curiosity in his eyes. I like to look at him too. Though I don’t know his name, I like to imagine that we are friends.

Sometimes I imagine how his life is going and what kind of things he likes to do. I think he might be retired and now he wants to be poems' writer or he is a spy or serial killer who lives alone or maybe with a fat cat who always run away when he arrives at home.

I’ve just three weeks left after before I’m going (I have to move) to Spain and I will never see him again, I asked wondered if he will remember me.

My friend in the library

I spend a lot of time in the library. In my home city, there isn’t a public library, neither or places where studied to study or sit to read a to sit and read a book for free. In From my point of view, there is are two types of people who go to the library, those ones whose purpose is studied to study or make do a research and the other ones who like to be reading something surrounded by books and silent silence.

Since the first time I came to this library, there was a man who caught my attention. Wearing always Always wearing (not technically wrong to say "wearing always" but it sounds a little more strange in conversation than in a text) a black leather jacket, he takes a different book every day. I’ve found him a few times stared staring at me with some sight look of curiosity in his eyes. I like to look at him too. Though I don’t know his name, I like to imagine that we are friends.

Sometimes I imagine how his life is and what he likes to do. I think he might be retired and now he wants to be poems' writer a poet or he is a spy or serial killer who lives alone or maybe with a fat cat who always runs away when he arrives at home. (no need to say "arrives at home", just arrives home is fine :) )

I’ve just three weeks left after I’m going to Spain and I will never see him again, I asked wonder if he will remember me.

Great job, an interesting story you have to tell! I'm sure you are both great library friends.

I live with a fat cat. Nice story! :)

Very interesting story.

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