zoolane
02-06-2011, 04:35 PM
The Wind.
Gust wind came at me with just force, it knock me down and threw me to the wall. I banged my head. Now up and dust myself down. I am on my feet and feeling fine. Minus slightly headache, I must be getting on with errands of the day. I manage to gather my bag off the cold pavement, reaching for my do list. Is it rain or has someone squirt something at me, felt something moist on back head. I run my fingers down back of my skull to no avail so shrug my shoulders and off I go. My heel has come off my shoe, first things first near shoes shop. I try to graceful but it does not quite work, only fact matter is that I trip over the step as I passed through the open door.
I quick compose myself before anyone notice I hope. Picking most suitable low heels, plain black ones I could find. Someone is tried stop child point at something in this direction, how odd. I paid for purchase, disregard dis figure pair and gave them to assistant. One assistant ask me ‘if I am ok?” “Yes” with quick side way glance. Really it glance you give people, when you want shout “get out of my way” but you chose polite option. My eyes flick as sunlight hit me, my headache has got worse.
Next food shopping must uses the toilet. I am rest for while on this bench. My eyes are feeling funny. It has a plaque on it said “In Loving memory Of Stephen “someone has vandalise it now this dis respect is that. I close my eyes just for minute.
I have not forget my other story 'I am Losing My Marble?'
Gust wind came at me with just force, it knock me down and threw me to the wall. I banged my head. Now up and dust myself down. I am on my feet and feeling fine. Minus slightly headache, I must be getting on with errands of the day. I manage to gather my bag off the cold pavement, reaching for my do list. Is it rain or has someone squirt something at me, felt something moist on back head. I run my fingers down back of my skull to no avail so shrug my shoulders and off I go. My heel has come off my shoe, first things first near shoes shop. I try to graceful but it does not quite work, only fact matter is that I trip over the step as I passed through the open door.
I quick compose myself before anyone notice I hope. Picking most suitable low heels, plain black ones I could find. Someone is tried stop child point at something in this direction, how odd. I paid for purchase, disregard dis figure pair and gave them to assistant. One assistant ask me ‘if I am ok?” “Yes” with quick side way glance. Really it glance you give people, when you want shout “get out of my way” but you chose polite option. My eyes flick as sunlight hit me, my headache has got worse.
Next food shopping must uses the toilet. I am rest for while on this bench. My eyes are feeling funny. It has a plaque on it said “In Loving memory Of Stephen “someone has vandalise it now this dis respect is that. I close my eyes just for minute.
I have not forget my other story 'I am Losing My Marble?'