Creative Work: Short Story Based on the Exercise on Page 46

Ariadne had a bad dream. When she woke up she felt very uncomfortable. She tried to remember what the dream was about. But she had no clue. She couldn’t remember the last time she did not wake up tired and cross. She decided to get up even though her alarm clock had not rung yet. She sat down on her round wooden table in the dining room and had breakfast. “Are five rooms not too many for one person alone?” her fellow student Angela asked her once. She denied. “I don’t think so. Anyway, I wouldn’t know where to put my stuff if I only had one room, you know”. There is her beautiful kitchen. Actually, she did not want it. This was not because it did cost a fortune but she didn’t like the color. But her mother insisted on this kitchen since it looked like the kitchen of her friend’s daughter and even more precious. Next to the kitchen there is the bathroom which was redecorated last month. Most people like white, shiny flagstones. Her mother does like white. But to her they looked cold and less comfy. And there was the living-room with the dining table and too much chairs around it. Her mother always said one has to be prepared for guests. Actually, she once used only two of them when her friend Angela stopped by her place. Next to the living-room there was her bedroom with her big bed. It used to stand in the center of the room. After a few nights she decided to move it to the right side of the room. But when her mother visited her she moved it to left side like she had seen a picture in a furniture magazine some days ago. Ariadne tried to imagine how it would be to live in an ordinary dorm sharing her room with a totally unknown person. Impossible for her. Not enough space for her favorite furniture and books. Where to put the piano? It needs a room for itself. Though she hated the piano lessons but a piano looks so nice, doesn’t it?
Ariadne looked at the huge grandfather clock standing next to her TV and realized that she would be late for classes again. Her teacher told her if she comes late again, he will inform her parents since she was under eighteen. So she headed for classes. Arriving at the college building she saw Leroy and became startled. He looked as ever, behaved as ever, and laughed as ever while talking to his friend Andrew. She knew that he’d probably not laughed at her but it was enough to make her feel insecure. She didn’t saw the last step. She fell badly on the steps and broke her ankle. Leroy rushed to her and offered to take notes for her. She answered that this wouldn’t be necessary. She would ask somebody else though knowing that shewon’t do this. She couldn’t stand Leroy. Not anymore. One teacher who observed everything called the ambulance. So she went to the hospital. One doctor told her that she had to stay there for at least one more day. But she didn’t care. She was too embarrassed about what happened. What would Leroy think of her? Why hadn’t he called yet? Jerk! Finally, her mother arrived. She brought a huge bouquet and put it to the cupboard next to Ariadne’s bed. She wanted to know how this accident happened. But without waiting for Ariadne to answer she told her daughter how excited she was to going to the Caribbean Islands next week…