Christmas Surprise: the hope which is born during holidays

Christmas Surprise

Colourful gift packagings camped on shelves. Pastel colours of cardboard wrappers was flirting with any possible buyers, even me who was observing them with the face contracted because of a silent desperation. Desperation for indecision on what I could give, arisen from fear of disappointing present recipient and from prices because just a few euros were inside my wallet, many of those I had to keep for emergencies; and what left was not so much, due to the fact the sum of their totality was pretty small. So small if I were a cartoon character and I opened my wallet in this moment, I'd find a tiny deep black spider weaving his own web inside the pocket, from a side to another, snooping among cards and old tickets.
«This is what I want for Christmas: a job» I was thinking, shaking my head.
A job is something so much craved to make my eyes tear and this desire is not tempered by university duties in any way because not having even a little economical independence makes me feel almost like a miserable, even though many successes which riddled the sky of my life. People around me were pushing to hook the best offer like they were rugby players. Ladies with ridiculous hair done and too much tight dresses were chatting with their friend on the phone when their bored and sluggish husbands were taking a look at quite ugly girls with legs wrapped by stockings. Old women undecided among thousand of packages and weirded for that multitude of cosmetics, contouring palettes and matt withered-violets-coloured lipsticks, while hyperactive kids were running between legs and pushing old men away. Meantime I was hooking an eyeshadow palette and a fragrance for little money and I reached the cash for paying - where I should have found a long and fremble queue-  reaching my mother who was waiting for me with a full basket. Reaching the queue, I begun to snoop on others' shopping carts and I saw that were raising, among red napkins and bleaches, best label cosmetics, bright lipsticks, the most innovative and treated design of packages and then I felt like I was little and selfish bedsides the consideration in choosing the best present for every friends of mine while glitter glass Christmas balls swung upon my head.

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Christmas lights were illuminating the bags unders my eyes that were raising from my pale skin, a signal from my body which pretends to me more sleep, while I was folding wrapping paper, ripping up small scotch pieces and tying red ribbons.
«Would you like for me to do?» my mother asked me
«No, don't worry. I'll do it by myself» I answered with shy melancholia while I was realising how much crooked I put the ribbon on vanilla coloured packet.
One of my cats, a wonderful kind of Blue Russia, were staring at me with an expression of bother, for so much noise produced by wrapping paper crumbling up, and of curiosity on the why of that so much work.
«Are you still brooding about this morning?» my mom asked me noticing and unconscious grimace, a reflex of my internal torment.
«A little»
«You're going to find a job, dont't worry. What you must do now is caring about university»
«I know but I have this compelling desire to get a little of economical independence. Sometimes I feel like I am a failure»
«You a failure? With your so much doing during these years? I understand your urgency, it's normal, but don't hurry up, it needs only have patience. Everything has its time» my mother cheered me up while I was nodding a little moping.
Suddenly my phone ring echoed witching the room and, hurrying up, I stood up to look at who was calling me, it might have been any call centre to give me a fraudulent offer and, indeed, the number which appeared on my phone display was unknown to me, nevertheless I answered because in that way my instinct ordered.
«Hello!»
«Hello, it's miss S?»
«Yes, it is. Who's that?»
«It's *** office, we assumed your presentation excellent and your curriculum, for your young age, is considerable, due for that we chose you for that job. Come here Monday morning».