Creative Writing, Flash Fiction

A change of plan

Ellisa watched the tiny bubbles form in her mug. She was pouring hot water into her instant coffee, because she felt like it today. The smell of coffee intensified and she walked over to the window. The frost made it hard to see what was out. She pulled up the window with one arm and the sound of the morning birds flooded the room. She sighed and stared at the blue, lilac, peach and orange that shared the skies. She sighed again, and thought about the wonderful, beautiful aesthetics of the world. She picked up a tiny leaf that was frozen onto the window ledge and fingered the salient veins. The frost had veins too. Sipping her coffee she examined her free hand, and was intrigued by the veins in her own hand.
The piercing ring of her 5:35am alarm, reminding her she had 5 minutes before she had to leave for work, interrupted the silence. But she stood there at the window, decided to ignore it and went on feeling as though there was more to life then living like this.
She was a woman who like to be referred to as a girl, because she was so young at heart. Fun was her lifestyle. Despite the early rising, she had an amazing job, she got paid as though she was qualified, she was given three holidays a year and she never stayed in the UK for them. She had a beautiful, massive family and awesome friends, despite being single, and her apartment!
“There’s more to life”, she said to her self, “there’s a reason why I am here, why the earth turns the way it does, why people are born and why they die, it’s not chance. It’s not!”


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