Page 16 - When I Was... a Girl by Oliwia Penkala

And I don’t know what to do with it, so... I am going to the library but I have no idea where it is so I am just walking around my school waiting for someone who could just tell me where I’m supposed to go. After a few minutes I thought that no one would tell me where the library was so I asked some old (really old, she was like thousand years old) woman and she told me that I was in the wrong place – as if I didn’t know that. 16