Saturday, September 8, 2007

A Narrative ( Journal#4)


It was December morning, she even didn’t want to open her eyes and leave her warm bed. At least she gathered all her will and made every effort to get up. It was very cold in the room; the floor was like an ice. The cold ran through her body and she tried to dress as quickly as possible.
She remembered that it snowed yesterday. She approached the window and moved aside heavy velvet curtains. Everything was white like a clean sheet of paper. The sun was very bright and its “yellow” rays warmed her body a little bit. Suddenly some unjustified feeling of anxiety overflowed her heart. She didn’t realize the nature of this feeling, but she knew that something would happen today.

She spent 5 minutes in the bathroom and ran downstairs. She was not hungry and she decided to have her breakfast in the office. She didn’t drive in her car to the garage the day before, because there were some problems with door of the garage. The car was outside the whole night. She sat in her car and realized that it didn’t move at all. She screamed:” Oh my God! What has happened now?” She went out and began running around her car, but it didn’t help. She stood on her knees and looked under the car. The horrible picture appeared before her eyes. The car was frozen up to the road. The fury seized her body and mind. She pulled out her cell phone with shaking hands and called…

1 comment:

leinster said...

Did this happen to you? I can just see your face...