"I woke up one morning, light rays that pass through the blinds were soft, almost like a caress."
And this part is where an approach is made to my face as I smile and get up from my bed as if getting up at six o'clock to get ready and work out the most beautiful thing in the world.
No.
That was fine for books or movies-and I personally would not describe my morning so we Abs, can do better.
Six in the morning, was a bad idea to get carried away by laziness and leave the blinds open, now all the sun beating down my face, and had not woken me for it precisely. If not for the incessant and heavy sound of my alarm. I hated the day I left convinced by that insistent gentleman at the mall, it was an alarm mat as he left not to sound until both feet and put my weight on feel. Cute, no?.
Worst of all, it was a habit for me to wallow in all possible ways in my bed, thinking perhaps that the battery alarm would cease and could sleep a few more minutes.
So finally giving me by due and determined to get up, I fell face-first into the ground. Why? Because my body was a trouble magnet. My legs were tangled with the sheets and I had not been careful, good start Sunday Abs.
Well done!
With some careful not to crash my face against something else, I walked to the bathroom and showered zombie mode.
Coming out of the shower I put on my clothes that I had left on my bed, and I started to walk barefoot around the room looking for my right shoe had come so tired last night I took my shoes-dropping them where quisieran- and I threw myself on my soft bed.
I maquille necessary, then fix my bed, I walked into the kitchen and hopefully found cereal, orange juice and milk, definitely had to go to the supermarket after work.
<<"Note to call Mom and borrow money to pay afin month.">>
Who in their right mind left home at eighteen to live on their own?
iOh, of course I do! But he had already months earlier as well, with the difference that I lived with my sister-who by the way I will not name in my story because he did not care to leave her sister living alone and therefore my , neither. I found my shoe!
Wathever.
After eating take a raincoat and my bag on my arm, spring had arrived and that meant rain Counterville everywhere
I left home and I dropped the bag making my cell, a book and everything else fell to the floor, buffet and hit the floor with the right foot.
& Long, O God? I hit the cry to heaven feeling less fortunate person on earth. And oh, ini I even believe in luck! I opened the umbrella hoping that nothing bad happened and started my walk to the subway that would take me to the cafeteria southeast of the city. Because my bike had decided it was good time to break.
The trip lasted about thirty minutes, minutes that served me to read a story that Nonna had sent me last week. That was a tradition that had begun a couple of years ago: read a book and swap it. La Nonna had been reading books for children during the last five exchanges, but who could blame him sometimes seemed grandmother.
The minutes were short and when I noticed, was putting on the uniform and the cafeteria. Everything was going as usual, running from side to side and scoring serving orders until a nice lady note the sarcasm came with her restless children.
-Cater someone here or what?- asked Mrs. separated for a moment from your mobile. And capturing the attention of the little dellugar clientele.
-A champion-spoke for her Kate, my coworker. I gave him a sheepish look and walked toward them.
-Good afternoom, welcome to Riot Coffee, would you like to ord...
-I want a capuccin, mocha, with cream low fat and natural sweetener, I don't want sugar. for children ... don't know, we ask you-addressed children without see them and again your phone.
-'McDonald's!-I speak the child with a smile,action that made me smile also.
-not be silly child. this is not a mcdonald's.-rolled his eyes while playing screen your mobile, I Moose an eyebrow.
What type of mother was it? Turned my view small child now took forward your lower lip with eyes reddish, your little sister saw him and started to cry.
Oh no, if you were still I also I was going to put tears.
-I want to mamá!- cried the baby, more and more strong. That ray? His mother was not with them?.
-'Mommy!- shrieked small imitating his brother. the only thing that made the Lady was to get up and shout:
-I have had enough! 'Children spoiled! Don't know do something else! 'Resigned!- cried even stronger leaving a backpack next to the child and a book on the table- 'Sick!- again shout while moving single to the output, I was shock, I didn't know that was going on. the guard I try to get there, but was already in a taxi way who knows where.
What about children?
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