Bzz bzz bzz bzz. Stupid alarm. I rolled over and picked up my glasses and hit the alarm snooze button. It was 6AM and I only had an hour to get ready and go back to another day of torture I mean work. I couldn't remember the last time I stayed up past 10 and woke up to the afternoon sun. I hadn't for at least 5 years. I remembered the days of high school. I was 23 now but still those years wouldn't leave. I was a loner I read books and never talked to anyone. I never had a boyfriend or went to a party. It was the same way now I thought as I walked out of the shower. I blow dried my hair and pulled it back and put my glasses on. I threw on my skirt and shirt and jacket grabbed my purse and brief case and was almost out the door when I got a look at myself in the mirror. Same ol me. My brown curly hair pulled back in it's pony tail. My black glasses and brown eyes. My librarian complexion (i.e. I'm paler then a ghost!)My pale pink long sleeves shirt and grey skirt and brown high heels. I gave up wearing make up and other beauty enchancers after I figured out I was meant to be a loner. I took a 2 second glance around my apartment. It was just your everyday Florida apartment. A bed and a TV and a bathroom and kitchen with a beautiful porch. It was spacious for a loner. I went out the hall and got in my car and drove to my work. I was a secratary at Jive records. People sometimes thought that was a great job but it really wasn't. I was only taking it so I could afford to go to college. But I dropped out and needed something to do. I was one of those people who once had a dream. But I didn't want to think about it.
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