Jun
"Good morning, Ridgeville! Today too, we are looking forward to a beautiful day. Today’s topic-"
I turned off the clock and yawned. After getting up I made my bed and went to take a hot shower. Wrapping a towel around my waist I went to the kitchen. A pizza box was on the kitchen table with two un-eaten slices; I placed them on a plate and put them in a microwave to heat them up. While I waited I put on my sweatpants and a tank top. After I finished up my breakfast I went out for morning exercise, which consisted of running a couple of blocks.
I was living in Ridgeville for more than a year now, and got easily used to the city. I remember when I first arrived I was pretty confused; I even got lost while running and had to go back by a taxi. Now that I think back it was a really comical situation.
I was near the park when I felt tired so I decided to take a little brake. That park was known as the place where street performers would gather. I’ve heard of it from of my collage friends, but this was the first time that I actually stopped here. It was amazing. Guitar players playing and singing, painters drawing portraits and landscapes, there were even pantomimes. It felt like the park turned into a festival.
A particular girl got my attention. She was sitting by the fountain holding a blue guitar. She looked young enough to still be in high school and I started wondering why she was here. The classes started an hour ago, and yet, she was still here. She closed her eyes, and I felt myself completely speechless. She looked like a girl from a fairytale, like a mermaid or a fairy. Oh how I wished I brought my camera with me.
The alarm on my watch went off reminding me that I had to go home to get ready for my classes. On my way home I promised myself that when I come here again I’m going to bring the camera with me, and if I happen to see her again I’ll ask her to model for me. Hopefully she won’t find me being a creep.