The Plague

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2. What in the World

A shiver makes its way down my spine.  I take a deep breath, drawing in the winter air surrounding me like a blanket.  The air feels like ice in my lungs, the sensation burns but feels refreshing all at once.  I suck it in, the cold air is like a drug, I am addicted to the cold weather!  I love tying my brown sugary hair up into a messy bun with my fluffy white north face jacket, black jeans, and gray high heel boots.  My eyes are green like the leaves on the trees.  

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Memory from 10 years before

"Layla, what are you doing outside without a coat on?"

"I am a winter princess mommy, I enjoy the cold" I say to my mom

"Well if you catch a cold, don't come running to me." She says with a smile.

"Yes ma'am, and I promise I won't." I reply.

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I smile at the thought of my mother.  People used to tell me that I was a spitting image of her.  I miss her terribly.  I slowly make my way down the street.  The snowflakes start to swirl around me as the wind rushed passed like someone had breathed a strong current of breath in my direction.  I paused.  I unzip my jacket and stand there soaking in the cold like a sponge.  The wind becomes faster, I begin to slowly twirl around through the air like a ballerina at her recital.  The wind only grew stronger with each step I layed on the cement beneath me.  I kept twirling and twirling, I suddenly was not cold anymore, all I could feel was the rush of wind as it pressed against my body.  All I could feel was joy, no more pain, no more worries, not a care in the world! I slowly came to halt and the wind suddenly dropped.  "What was that about." I sigh into the winter air as I zip up my jacket once more.  

I begin to walk down the street once more.  I peer through each of the windows on my way down the street, still no sign of life anywhere to be found.  I walked a few more miles until I reached the city pond.  The pond had been frozen over for a few weeks now so I knew it was safe to walk on.  I take a courageous step out onto the ice and made my way to the very center.  I stare at the ice beneath my feet and imagine what wonders the pond may hold beneath the ice that I am standing on.  I slowly make my down onto the ice and cross my legs.  I sit here meditating on all of the great things I am experiencing in this moment.  I try not to think of where everyone has gone.

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