Observations

I had to observe someone and write about it for Creative Writing class a few years ago. It's short but I kinda like it. Let me know how you feel about it.

I watch as she pecks away at the keys on her black laptop computer. Peering closer and squinting her eyes to see the screen better; the bright screen illuminating her tired face. She bent closer still, as if the knowledge from the website she was looking at would somehow seep into her brain. She began to get frustrated, sighing and muttering cuss words under her breath, wishing she hadn't put this paper off for so long. She clicked a few times and then began vigorously typing again, her paper far from finished.