I brought my left eye up to the peephole and looked. Strange. No one was there. I opened the door only to find a vacant hallway. I stepped out into the hallway and almost lost my footing to a wrapped package situated right outside my door. I picked it up and shook it to see if I could figure out what was inside. I stepped back inside the apartment and sat down at my usual place, in my rocking chair, near the window.
I examined the package, turning it around and around in my hands. It was neatly wrapped my name was engraved into one of its sides. I quietly wondered to myself who on earth, would want to send me a gift. I waited awhile before frantically tearing and ripping away at the wrapping. I gasped as I saw the beautiful watch inside. It was encased in glass. I leapt into the **** and was just beautiful. It tried it on, tightening and tightening it around my wrist until at last, I was satisfied. The gift brought joy to me and lit up my face. I was still confused as to who on earth, would want to send me this gift.
She shook her head and wondered in awe who the giver of the gift could possibly be, unaware fo the guardian angel who hovered above her.
The angel wondered to herself why her daughter had to bear her sufferings all on her own. The angel wondered to herself why she [the angel] had to die so early and leave her daughter the responsibility of a mother. The angel loved her daughter so much and could not bear a second longer to see her cry, suffer or grimace in pain. The watch was a symbol and she wondered to herself how long it would be before Maria realized or noticed its significance.
I glanced at the clock on the wall - half past 8. When there’s really nothing more to look forward to in life, your eyelids rest at early times. Women like me go to sleep as soon as the sun goes down and rise when the sun comes up. It’s when I sleep that I forget alla bout my problems and fantasize what my life could’ve been like fi mama hadn’t left us. I would’ve had a wonderful childhood and a much better future to look forward to.
I picked up the novel I was reading off my lap and continued where I had left off. The novel was about a young girl, struggling to find herself in life’s tangled web of deceit and impurities.
I read a chapter and a half more of the novel before drifting off to sleep in my rocking chair.
I awoke to daylight. I don’t remember the last time I went outside and felt the snow falling and slipping through my fingers or the wind rushing through my hair. I slipped into some old boots, grabbed my parka and cane before stepped into the hallway. I took the elevator the lobby and pause awhile before opening the door to the outside world. This was going to be a wonderful moment in my life. Though scary, it was going to be wonderful. I gulped in some air and swallowed hard, before entering the outside world. I leapt into the knee deep snow, almost forgetting about my cane and my condition. I looked up at the beautiful sky. The view was much nicer in person, than from my window. I felt free playing with the beautiful snow and making snow angels all afternoon. People stared, but being outside felt really good.
It was Christmas day. There was laughter and what not in every apartment. The smell of cooked turkey flowed through to my room and I longed for some.
I felt the need to check some mail. I opened my mailbox and reached inside for any mail. I wasn’t expecting anything, except maybe from Jim. He hadn’t written to me or called me in awhile, ever since he left for England. I wasn’t surprised at all, when I found an empty mailbox. I reached further into the box and felt something. It was a tiny plushy heart and a ... a memory box.