22 April 2012
This is a little story I made.
It all started last night. I heard bangs of a drum. And a heartbeat. Almost in unison. But the heartbeat slightly slower. For a moment, just one tiny moment, I thought the heartbeat was mine. But I knew it was someone else's. Someone very close to me...
I woke up. My face had beads of sweat pouring off it. My hair felt shorter than usual. And my brain felt more vivid. I looked around my pale room. Nothing had changed. The wardrobe was still in tact. My things hadn't moved an inch. And my bed was still plopped by the old bay window. As I slowly made my way down the wooden stairs and past our wicker basket I noticed a small rock on the floor. At the time I ignored it and continued into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of orange juice and gulped it down. Slowly I made my way into my study. Everything was still there, nothing felt strange about it. I logged onto Facebook to check any messages. Just one from a guy I knew called George. It was about a night out to a club called 'lighten' I decided to accept his invitation because I hadn't been out in ages.
After I had finished chatting I got changed and decided to go out. I threw on a small tank top and shorts. I put on my converse and curled my amber hair. I stepped onto the busy London streets and headed for a small cafe I knew which was 10 minutes away.
When I arrived I ordered a large cookie and tea because I had skipped breakfast. I spent no time in eating them. Suddenly I got a message on my phone from George it said: "the world is our oyster. Let's explore. Meet you outside the sea life centre."
I made my way across the bridge onto the other side of the Thames. I waited outside the centre for him. Finally after 12 minuets he arrived. I greeted him with a smile and a peck on the cheek. He looked at me funny. "what" I asked him giggling. "nothing" he replied. All of a sudden he bent down on one knee and proposed ! I mean, I knew him as a friend but was this true ? Eventually I said yes !
The lost love part 2 coming soon !!
xoxo Georgia xoxo
Part 2...
I walked into his small flat. "okay we are moving into my place..." I say looking at the rough walls and stained carpets. I decided to stand up as the sofa looked a bit... Overused.
As we walked back to my house I noticed more rocks of similar size and shape as the one by my wicker basket.
I slotted the metal key into the grooved hole. I pushed the door forwards and placed the keys in my pocket. I walked in as he followed. Slipping my pumps off, I reached for a leaflet which had been posted through the door. It read: SENSATIONAL SUMMER SELECTIONS FOR HOLIDAYS !
The Lost Love. • Opuss № I