The Elevator

I was lost in my thoughts

I'm getting up pretty energized. Yesterday's concerns proved unfounded. I prepared myself enjoying the luxury of extra time today walking the route rather than running. Nadia made a sense to me to go to her the moment I walked through the gate.

Nadia: Hello, Erica!

Erica: Hi! I didn't see you tired from yesterday, weirdly.

Nadia: I am, but I've learned to hide it well. So what do you have in the first hour?

Erica: History.

Nadia: Oh! Great patience.

The bell sounded explosive and we gathered for our standard prayer.

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I'm crossing the alley to the house with Nadia by my side. She really is a very nice girl and pleasant company, as I expected. My lips are drawing a smile at the thought that I may have had a new friend.

Nadia: So here we are! I'm going to go home and you're going back to the elevator?

Erica: Yes, back to my house.

Nadia: Yes..

She looked at me, her eyes are sad, pierced with tiny thorns of compassion. Only for a while, though, she has quickly returned to her familiar smile.

Nadia: I'll see you again tomorrow, bye!

I see her getting lost in the background as I quickly run to get enough food from the kitchen as I noticed the absence of my father's car. With a full stomach at last, I'm excited to finish my classes, since today I have to go to the practice.

Although it may have seemed like I didn't have any room for the trainer to make my decision, I've always wanted to be involved in a sport. I've never had this opportunity before. Only the idea of being on the school running team fully satisfies my desire to engage in sport.

Today I didn't notice the tenants using the elevator taking a leave of absence from the spy's grueling work. I was lost in my thoughts. Thoughts and endless dreams about the future. As if by instinct for the exact time I got up, wore something more appropriate, hung my bag on my shoulders and set out to fulfill the promise to the trainer, to be on time for training.

But when I finally got to the coveted place, I saw an empty school yard with me looking like a dissonance in the clear pentagram. Did I make a mistake? But no, I didn't. I'm sure he told me today at six am categorically.

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Kristiana Palli