A Short Story about Life.

The alarm clock woke up her like every day. Like every day she didn’t want to get up. The vision of eight hours working in office wasn’t nice for her. But we should work even this isn’t nice work. Life isn’t a fable… When she was a small girl she used to dream of her adult life. She thought that her future will be great time for fun. But hard life disappointed her. Her work wasn’t artistic effort; it got in a rut… It was out of the question about promotion.

Initially she aimed high. She wanted to be the best and show people how high are her ambitions. But really quickly her temperament was cool down by ordinary tiredness. After work she hadn’t time for friends because she was dog-tired. Her life balance was upset and caused the discouragement of her life. Ubiquitous rut absorbed her so much that she forgot about her old friends. Leave come and she was thinking about her free time. She decided to stay at/in home and do nothing. Sometimes she went for a walk to nearby Park when she couldn’t stand in home. One’s day she met her old friend and stayed with him talking to lately hours. When she came back to home she went to the kitchen to make her favorite lemon balm tea and went to the dining room to drink it. When she came into the room she saw a beautiful bouquet of red roses. She was really surprise… She felt little scare because she think about she may be not alone in home. By bouquet day (??) little letter. It turned out that her old friends have written a letter to her because they wanted to meet with her and to mention old times… She understood that life isn’t long boring journey. She felt better because she has been appreciated by her friends. She lose a lot by being in vegetation but she grasped that she always can start from beginning no matter how long time she has. And she did that. When she was saying goodbye to her friends she said: “Live isn’t finishes by death it starts then!”. Maybe she lost her fight with tumor but she didn’t lose herself in the jungle of her resentments and bitterness.