Eva's Sins.

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                                           "Memories remain memories even if you don't want to remember them"

  By the time Eva woke up from her troubled sleep, it was already late in the morning. She felt awake, but something inside her was telling her to keep sleeping.

  Eva had been already awake and had not the slightest desire to continue in bed, but the weariness that had been encompassing her was forcing her to do something against her will.

  She felt her head heavy, laden with dark and twisted thoughts and a bitter taste was stinging her tongue. She didn't eat anything since yesterday morning and because of this Eva was confused about where this strange taste reached her mouth from. Also, the girl was wondering about the deaf sound she was hearing in her ears, deep inside, like something was slowly boring her temple or maybe the jaw.

  The bed was still cold even if she spent all night on it. In the room was already burning a warm fire in the chimney and even if she couldn't see it, she was feeling it to the top of her pore. It was something strange, something she couldn't explain and she was wondered about it over and over again." Why didn't she feel anything when a stranger entered her room and lit the fire? She should have awakened only hearing the foreign creaking of the door", but she had heard nothing and this was something that made Eva think, maybe only for a moment, that in this strange big house ghosts are serving and because of this she had felt nothing last night.

  Eva had finally decided to open her eyes and the first thing she saw was the immaculate white of the ceiling. Soon after she understood that actually, a white transparent curtain lined the brown-wooden ceiling of the bed. Besides the bed, other white transparent curtains were surrounding Eva as if it had held her captive in a far-away story tower where she was a princess, somebody's lover and that she was waiting for him to come and save her. And because the beau was so late to show up, Eva got off the bed.

  The room was medium-size, clean, and warm. A white big window from the East was fully illuminated by the autumn rays of the sun, still quite generously lighting despite the middle autumn time.

  Approaching the window, Eva looked outside. Nature had awakened a long time ago and, at that moment, under the warmth of the sunshine rays, it was shaking the drops of numbness off its leaves.

  Eva had felt amazed by this view. Somewhere in the neighboring tree, a squirrel is jumping from one branch to another, carrying in her little paws a peanut. The scared and cute animal was carefully looking around to notice, at times, a possible danger, because she was convinced to not let anyone steal from her the precious grain of life she had carried in her paws.

  "Tuk-tuk. Tuk-tuk", Eva imitated the squirrel's heartbeats. A large smile appeared on Eva's face while she was watching that little fluffy, red animal that was free, and somehow Eva was jealous of that freedom the squirrel had.

  Turning her back to the squirrel, Eva looked at the room. The big bed was filling a quarter of the room. On the left of the bed, is a small walnut bedside table. About 7 drawers skillfully cut the fine wood and some small metal handles were hanging on each one of the drawers.

  Above the table is a medium-sized mirror. Eva approached it and, looking into the mirror, she admired her sweet face that was still looking fresh even after a night of tormented sleep. She didn't remember the reason for the bad sleep. Perhaps she had a nightmare or she remembered something unpleasant, but no matter how much Eva was trying to imagine what she had seen in her sleep she understood that it was impossible. The nightmare was stubborn to remain a mystery and Eva left him to do its will and she approached the bookshelf now.