It's Wednesday at 7am. I am standing in front of the mirror.

"Let's go".

After putting on my shoes and jacket, I grab my back and leave to head to school.

Yes. 

School.

(Damn it).

Today is one of those days where everything gets wrong... bad days.

While going to school I twist my ankle a million times and my whole left leg hurts like crap.

Finally, I  arrive at school.

After walking or rather "suffering" upstairs to have a look at the board, where the canceled and replaced lessons are published, I transform to the most pissed person in the universe.

'I hurried up,

to be on time at school

and twisted my ankle several times 

just to be informed that

the first two lessons are canceled.

GREAT.' -I thought.

Whatever.

I sit down in the canteen to collect myself. Since I am not that popular and don't have people I could call friends I grab my bag.

Searching in it for something useful to pass the time with, I find the book I bought yesterday.

'Mystics'

I remove the protective foil from the black book without hesitation and begin to read - about the manlike fantasy characters, their way of life and the dealing with the enemies.

I freeze.

"What the... How... How even?"

A page is missing.

I could blatantly obvious spot how it has been ripped out.

I am confused. 

I bought the book yesterday and left it until today in my bag.

AND there was a protective foil on the book. Maybe this is some kind of production fault...

I am sad about it... of course. 

I love books. They don't deserve to  'suffer' like that.

"Great...how shall I rea-" The bell rings.

I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Lesson time" 

                              ***

It's dark outside, nearly 7pm and I am back home.

After having dinner with the family and clearing the table we all sit together in the living room watching movies. Since I don't like to watch TV I decide to go in my room and make myself ready for bed. Laying in my bed I grab the book to continue reading. I remember that a page was ripped out when I open the book...

'HEEELL NOOO'. I mentally scream at myself.

My mind is literally freaking out right now.

The ripped out page is in the book again.

'But...'

It looks like someone ripped it out , stroked it straight again before putting it back in it's place...

That piece of paper is completely crinkled. And the best thing is, there is no sign that this page has ever been ripped out once off the book.

And as this is not weird enough...

Something is written in the middle of the page...and it does not fit with the story of the black book itself:

"Hidden Seal in the Mist

Withal Organization

Z-Y-7-7 

Black Clawd

That might be handy but be careful! "

I turn to the next page.

A new chapter begins...

with the ordinary story. 

No weird nonsense making sentences.

No  hint what this could have meant.

No, just the normal story...

I close the book...

This is definitely too much for my brain.

Thank goodness all my lessons for tomorrow are canceled so that I don't have school tomorrow and I can sleep all day.

I switch off the light and with a deep sigh I fall asleep.