lost in hometown wonderland

I shivered under my silk white sheets while the open window welcomed the unwanted guest of ice cold air into my room. My teeth started chattering uncontrollably as I pulled up my surprisingly thin sheets and curled into a foetus position.  Definitely need to make a mental not to bring my duvet out of the loft and onto my lonely bed since the first week of winter was clearly dominating the world. The room kept stocking up on cold air. I desperately want to shut it however the cold whispered into my rosy ears and demotivated me to get out of bed. NO. No, I can’t stand the chills! I wrapped my sheets around me like a cape and it is my mission, Super-Lana’s mission, to pluck up the courage to shut the window to defeat the chilly cold demons. With an almighty push, I squeezed my palms flat onto the moist surface of the window and pushed the freezing atmosphere out of my room so that it could not slither in here and make my warm, cosy, indie room into a cold dungeon. I plugged in my old electric heater which spluttered and coughed before it started its engine up and produced puffs of warm air into my environment. With a giant sigh of relief, I jumped into my puffy bed, relaxed my muscles and dozed off to sleep.

the next day...

I turned my shower off and climbed out. I patted my body dry with my mother’s beige towel. I can slightly smell my mother’s scent lingering on the towel, an aroma of roses and marshmallows. Oh how I miss my mother. As I unlocked the bathroom door, I heard loud repetitive banging on the wooden front door. I was scared. Who could this be? And why bang on my door in the early morning? I quickly pulled on some jeans, a dirty t-shirt and a cardigan, Inervously stepped downstairs wondering who it could be. Slowly, slowly my arm reached out and put my hand on the door knob. I pulled the door open half way through the knocking but no one seemed to be there. Now I was terrified. I put on some sneakers that were right by the door and ran out of the house in shock.

I ran. I ran, I ran, and I ran. My brain was getting jumbled up. I was getting so confused. Why was I running? Someone knocked on my door, and no one was there when I opened it. There’s nothing to be afraid of, right? Wrong. I was looking behind me to see if anyone was following me and suddenly, my whole body smashed into something, well, someone.