As It Was (JENLISA)

seven

"Ughhhhmmm" Lisa groans as she checks the time, rolling over to the other side of the bed.

11 am. Lisa isn't due to wake up for at least another hour.

But it's no point. She's awake now.

And it's Monday, not that she has anything to do, but everyone has a dislike towards Monday.

Lisa lies in bed for a while, staring up at the ceiling and reflecting on the past 3 days. She never expected such events to occur in such a small amount of time. She didn't mind it, but she also didn't mind being alone all the time.

After a few minutes of silent pondering, Lisa begins her morning routine, consisting of the basics, (breakfast, skin care, brush teeth, and getting ready). What was on the agenda today? I don't know, Lisa doesn't know, I'm sure whoever reading this doesn't know... so I suppose we'll find out together.

Lisa's outfit today is simple, jorts and a baby tee. She grabs her keys and mask on the way out and slams the door behind her.

It's a nice day out today as the fall weather is just beginning to hit, so Lisa decides to walk to the park. There's only one in her whole town and it's still pretty early so she's not surprised to see almost the entire park vacant.

"Perfect" Lisa whispers to herself while inserting her earbuds into her ears. Blasting "Dark Red" by Steve Lacy, Lisa begins to walk around the park and collects rocks as she goes.

She brings the rocks to a pile in the middle of the grass field surrounding the park and adds to it until she feels she has enough.

With those rocks, Lisa writes out "L.M" on the field. It's a harmless act but she really couldn't think of anything else to do.

When she's finished, Lisa steps back about 70 feet, to make sure her initials are seen from a far distance.

"Perfect" is all Lisa says, again.

Lisa takes a look back at her phone, 2:05 pm. No one here gets out of school til after 3 pm, so Lisa leaves the park and heads over to the bridge.

To enter Crystal Canyon, you have to cross a bridge, it's not the Golden Gate Bridge or Brooklyn Bridge, in fact it's pretty small but is pretty high.

Lisa's favorite spot.

Not very many people come in and out the town, so it's empty most of the time, and that lets Lisa walk straight down the middle of the two way bridge.

Lisa takes a seat on the thin sidewalk, legs dangling over the edge, headphones still blasting music in her ear.

She can almost fall asleep, which may be slightly insane considering she's sitting at the edge of a bridge, but Lisa has been here hundreds of times, she may have even actually fallen asleep here once or twice.

After a while of dazing off, Lisa checks the time once more, 3:10 pm.

"Perfect." (Again)

Lisa hops up to her feet and walks back to the park. She pulls the mask over her face once more as she begins seeing the streets flood with students from elementary to high school.

Some people disregarded her work on the grass, some laughed, some rolled their eyes, some took a picture, and some kicked the rocks out of place.