I will now show you a story that I started to write some days ago, also published at http://blogfictionshortstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-angels.html
Hope you like it!
It is always difficult to wake up after a long night partying. But this morning felt extra hard, my head was pounding and I felt like vomiting.
I didn’t really remember where I have ended up yesterday. When my eyes finally got accustomed to the bright light outside I realized that I had been sleeping in a big room with a modern touch, stylish furniture and eggshell colored walls, like in a fancy magazine. You know the type that you could find in Modern Architecture.
But the thing that got me going was the fact that I was not alone in the bed. Beside me was a snoring man in his forties, half naked and with a big tattoo on his right shoulder. An ugly eagle.
Then I looked down on my own body, I was still dressed, thank God, in my light yellow silk dress that now more looked like a worn nightgown, all wrinkly and stained.
Oh dear, I wonder what these stains came from?
I tried really hard but could not remember anything about him or the night that passed. How did I end up here? Who was this guy?
I was now sitting up and the hammer in my head started to pound in my forehead, so strong that my eyes became watery. Was I crying?
My last memory from yesterday was at a party at a friend of Janice. It was really close to her home in Manhattan so we had walked there. It was a really nice summer night and I remember that we where looking up at the sky and talked about what we would do this holiday.
I realized that I have to go to the bathroom. So I slowly put down my feet on the creamy, fluffy carpet, my legs look almost as pale. Then I realized that I had some strange marks at my ankles. I tried too look down on my feet but my aching head stopped me.
Bathroom first
I had absolutely no idea where the bathroom where, I had never been here before.
I started to feel a little nervous, unease. But I had to pee. That was more important in that moment.
I opened the first door I found. Luckily it was a big bathroom, with pink marbled walls and floors.
So I then entered and did what I had to do. But sitting there I looked out of the window. And then I felt like I freeze, a chilling sensation begun to creep up my spine.
What I saw outside was a big lake or something, mountains and some forest in the background. And all was cowered with a lot of snow!
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