Hey everybody, I’m Emma and I hope you enjoy the story! It’s a bit of a long read, but I remember it so vividly and didn’t want to omit any details. I’m 26 now, but this happened when I was 18. I’m sure this isn’t word-for-word how things went down, but this is how I remember it when I’m rubbing myself off to it.
The summer after high school, I interned at the city library. I’d spent a lot of time there in the summers and wanted to give something back. My internship was not glorious (I’m not sure any job is glorious at a city library). There were some rare days where I read to preschoolers or ran a club or helped with research, but I spent most of it re-shelving books and cleaning up after teenagers in the study rooms.
The study rooms were soundproof rooms with long tables that could be reserved for anything: studying, group projects, even board games. They had floor to ceiling glass windows with very thin, mesh blinds that didn’t provide a ton of privacy. That didn’t stop horny teenagers from trying to get away with all kinds of things in there, which meant that I was constantly finding all kinds of stuff. I’d throw away any trash and put the rest in lost and found.