Thursday, August 19, 2010

(Paper bags, never plastic)

Loli Graciela Colga attempted to open the doors of the Watershed Heights apartment complex holding a bag full of groceries in each arm (Paper bags, never plastic). After countless attempts she surrendered, shifting the bag in her right hand to her left and jerked the door open.

Loli blazed through the room, that could barely be called a lobby with it's white linoleum floors stained with footprints of every one that ever lived in the complex. She opened the door and began her quick ascent up the stairs.  Today, neither one of the two elevators in the building was working.

After climbing eight flights, Loli pushed open a door and continued down the hall until she arrived at 521. It was then that she finally put her bags down to dig the key out of her pocket.

Once inside, she sat the bags down on the counter and began to put everything in its place. The bread in the bread box, the vegetables and meats in their respectable drawers in the refrigerator , and the cookies in the cookie jar. She ended her task with folding her two paper bags and placing them in the recycling bin by her door.

The bathroom was her next stop. She quickly showered, then brushed her teeth. While brushing her mind, she looked in the mirror thought of all of the things she would need to do that day, after she woke up, for it was now four o' clock in the morning. She'd finished tending at The Bar around one, or one thirty, and then made a stop at the grocery store before coming home.

In the mirrior she could see her blond hair, green eyes and fair skin that suggested a different lineage than that of her name, Loli Graciela Colga.

Upon finishing her bathroom routine, she dressed for bed, though the faint light of morning was beginning to stream though her window. She walked across her bed room and harshly jerked the blinds close, before laying down to fall asleep.

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