Today, I went back to my 8th grade classroom to visit my old teacher. I was looking at her bookshelf to see if there were any new additions, and I was shocked to see a Twilight book there. I asked her why it was there and she said that it was donated. I then asked her if I could burn it, and she said no, but I could hide it. Guess who hid a Twilight book in a smelly, damp, cramped storage room, stuffed up in a hard-to-reach area? MLIA