Finicksugarcube Stories

A short story about my trip to Paris, originally written for English, but why not publish it here?

Hi, my name is Bella Swan and I'm 25. I work in a coffee shop, because that's all I can do. Make coffee. Today I woke up with a migraine, then again its not unnatural for me to wake up with a migraine. Ever since that day I have woken up with some sort of headache. I try to never think about what happened 5 years ago, but sometimes it's hard not to when the nightmares of what happened drift into my subconscious whilst sleeping. It's not unnatural for me to start screaming in the middle of the night and awake my poor room mate. Alice, bless her, has been there for me ever since that day. She knows it all.