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Luna and the Lost Library Page

Luna loved the library more than any playground, ice cream shop, or toy store in town. For her, the smell of old books, the quiet corners, and the soft rustle of turning pages felt like magic. Every Saturday morning, she would ride her bicycle down Pine Hill Lane with her backpack bouncing behind her, heading straight to Maplewood Public

Library. It wasn’t a very big library, but to Luna, it felt endless — like it had doorways to a thousand different worlds. One cloudy morning, Luna walked into the library as usual. Mrs. Gilbert, the librarian, smiled at her from the front desk. “Good morning, Luna! Looking for something new to read?” “I want a mystery today,” Luna said, brushing rainwater off her jacket.

“Something old. Something no one has read in a while.” Mrs. Gilbert chuckled. “I might have just the thing. Follow me.” They walked to the very back of the library, past rows of books that smelled like dusty dreams. At the bottom of a shelf in the corner, Mrs. Gilbert pulled out a thick, faded book. The cover read “The Whispering Wind and the Seven

Shadows.” “I don’t think anyone’s borrowed this in years,” she said, handing it to Luna. “Be gentle. It’s quite fragile.” Luna's eyes sparkled. She loved forgotten books. It felt like finding treasure. She curled up in her favorite window seat, the rain tapping gently against the glass, and opened the book. The story was filled with enchanted forests, brave explorers, and secret riddles. Luna read

page after page, her world disappearing into the words. But just as she turned to what was supposed to be the most important chapter — “The Final Trial of the Wind Whisperer” — she stopped. The page was missing. At first, she thought it had stuck to the one before. She flipped back and forth, checking carefully. But no — it really wasn’t there. Someone

had torn it out. Luna rushed to Mrs. Gilbert. “There’s a page missing! The most important one! Look!” Mrs. Gilbert gently took the book and examined it. “Oh dear,” she said. “That’s odd. This book’s been untouched for years. Who could’ve taken it?” Luna couldn’t stop thinking about the missing page. She went home, restless. That night, she couldn’t sleep. She kept imagining what might’ve

been on that page. What if it held the secret ending? What if someone took it by mistake? What if they needed help too? The next morning, Luna returned to the library early. She asked Mrs. Gilbert if she could check the borrowing history of the book. “Well,” said Mrs. Gilbert, adjusting her glasses, “we don’t have full digital records for books this old. But…

let me see.” She opened a drawer and pulled out a dusty ledger. Her finger ran down the list of handwritten names. “Only one person has checked this book out in the last ten years,” she said. “Mr. Benjamin Clark. He lives just a few blocks from here. An old gentleman — very kind.” That was all Luna needed. She zipped up her jacket and

set off, holding the book under her arm. The wind was cold, and clouds still hung low in the sky, but Luna felt warm with purpose. She knocked on the door of a small brick house with blue shutters. An elderly man answered. His white hair was like a puff of cloud, and he wore reading glasses on the tip of his nose. “Hello?” he

said kindly. “Hi,” Luna said, trying not to sound too excited. “Are you Mr. Clark?” “I am. And who might you be?” “I’m Luna. I read a book from the library that you once borrowed a long time ago. The Whispering Wind and the Seven Shadows. It’s missing a page — and I think maybe you took it by accident.” Mr. Clark blinked. Then he

laughed — a soft, surprised laugh. “Well, isn’t that something,” he said. “Come in, dear.” Luna stepped into the warm house. Books were everywhere — on shelves, on tables, even stacked beside the couch. Mr. Clark walked over to an old leather-bound journal on the coffee table and opened it. Inside was the missing page. “I tore it out years ago,” he admitted. “I know

that sounds terrible. But I loved that story. I thought I’d copy the page and return it, but then I forgot. And now I don’t even remember how it ended.” “I do!” Luna said, her eyes wide. “Well, at least I would… if the page was there.” Mr. Clark chuckled again. “Then let’s read it together, shall we?” Luna and Mr. Clark sat side by

side and read the final chapter. It was everything Luna had hoped for — brave choices, a little magic, and a reminder that even the smallest act of courage can change the course of a story. When they finished, Mr. Clark folded the page and handed it to Luna. “Go on. Put it back where it belongs.” “I will,” Luna said. “But… I was thinking.

What if we made a new copy of the book? With drawings and a fresh cover?” Mr. Clark’s eyes lit up. “That’s a lovely idea. You and me — bookmakers.” So every Saturday after that, Luna and Mr. Clark met to rewrite the story. They added tiny illustrations, chapter titles in gold pen, and even a special note at the end: “Completed with kindness, by

Luna and Mr. Clark.” When they donated their handmade copy to the library, Mrs. Gilbert was so touched, she put it in a glass case in the front corner, calling it “The Heart of the Library.” Other kids started reading it. Some wrote little notes and left them tucked between the pages. “This book made me brave.” “I loved the part with the flying squirrel!”

“Thank you for fixing the missing piece.” Luna had never felt so proud. Not just because she finished a story — but because she helped someone else finish theirs too.

Moral: Sometimes, the smallest missing piece can be the biggest reason to care. Helping others, even in small ways, can bring joy, healing, and a sense of belonging — not just to them, but to you as well. Kindness has a way of completing more than just a story — it completes hearts too.