The Book(Short Story)

There is a book that sits on my desk in my room. It has been there for 2 years but if you were to take one look at it. Just one. The amount of dust that it has makes it look like it has been there for 3 centuries.

My mum has told me to clean it at least 50 times in the past year but I don’t want to go near it. 

Today is the 6th of July and this is the day where everything went wrong.

“Lily?” Says my brother Luke.

“Hmm?”

“If you're not going to dust or clean that book at all, can I take it?” Luke is only 8 years old so curiosity would be normal at his age he wouldn’t see the things that make the book odd like a 3D spider stuck to the front with bugs all around it.

Why would anyone want to touch a book like that? Luke would eat and touch anything.

“Sure Luke.”

Luke practically runs to the book but when he reaches the book he doesn’t grab it and runs off like I thought he would. Instead he turns the cover and goes to the first page.

“Um Lily?”

“Yeah?”

“You know everything that is in this book, did you write it?”

“No luke why?”

“Well you see the book is about you.”

A book about me? Why would there be a book about me? Who would write a book about me? How did I end up getting the book?

“You're joking right?”

“No, I'm being serious.”

I was by his side in an instant and I practically snatched the book out of his hands although Luke didn’t seem that bothered about it he was more interested in what the book said.

“Lily Stone was born on January the 1st 2010. This is a story about a little girl who has a brother named Luke and from a very young age had to learn how to fend for herself."

I skip a few pages and read the first few lines of the page. It was talking about how I was bullied in primary school. 

How…? What….? Whoever this author is, the 2 of us need to have a few words.