Quotation
Liesel told this story in a bomb shelter:There once was
a ghost of a boy...
who liked to live
in the shadows of things...
so he wouldn't frighten people.
His job was to wait for his
sister, who was still alive.
She wasn't afraid of the dark...
because she knew
that's where her brother was.
At night, when darkness
came to her room...
she would tell her brother
about the day.
She would remind him how the
sun felt on his skin...
and what the air
felt like to breathe...
Or how snow felt on his tongue.
And that reminded her...
that she was still alive.