GreenDaySmosh

It was already evening in the town. Today was Sunday, a day where most people don't have work - but that's not you. You worked in the library in Brooks-burg, England. You had argued the fact that people would want to read on their day off, but truly you didn't believe that you just wanted the peace and feeling of an empty library with thousands of books to read. You loved working on Sundays; you seemed to have read at least half of the library. You've recently been reading a book that you know well, it was about an earl from fifty years ago, that disappeared suddenly. His name was Earl Ciel Phantomhive. It told that he left after having a la