I Woke At The Sound Of A Grandfather Clock

It was early in the morning, and I had just woken up because I hear voices and objects being moved around in my grandma’s kitchen. I got up from the bed and made my way down the hallway straight to the kitchen. Once I entered the kitchen I saw all of my aunts with my grandma kneading the corn flour. I just stood there by the wooden door and watched as my aunts would laugh and talk to each other while the kneaded the corn flour. It was a beautiful sight to see because of the sunlight that was coming in from the window was hitting their faces and making it look like they were glowing. I started to look around the medium size room and saw the big dining table in the middle of the kitchen leaving little space to walk around properly.

It was a bit awkward trying to slip the dress back on with her skin so wet, and as soon as it was on fully, she began to soak through the under-most layer. But she kept a sweet smile on her face and ignored how the breeze made goosebumps rise across her skin. She would be happy to get to her new home, enjoy the warmth of the hearth and the taste of a hearty meal. She lost herself in her day dreams for a few moments, "Oh." She seemed alarmed as Walt's words brought her back from her own mind. "Oh, oh, I see." Goldie bobbed her head, acknowledging his words. "I'll apologize still. I did say I would help him make dinner!"

Scarlett awoke to the sound of her alarm and a pounding at the door, "Turn that blasted thing off!" her aunt Beatrice bellowed from the other side. Groggily, Scarlett sat up and groped around her side table for the alarm clock. She shut it off and sat in place for a few seconds to collect her bearings. Scarlett swayed slightly as she stood from the bed and walked slowly towards her door, noting the fact that her aunt was gone, she headed to the bathroom. Doing routine things like; peeing, brushing her teeth, and combing her hair into two pigtails at the sides of her head. She then headed back to her room and dressed for school in her white tank top and red hoodie. Grabbing her ipod, headphones, and school bag she sat down at the front door

“Whats this about?” She sounded exhausted. “I need to get to bed. I have an early morning tomorrow.” She said between gulps of water.

The morning sun spread across the room the instant the drapes behind her pulled apart.

Once the alarm went off, both girls groaned wanting to sleep for another hour. Unfortunately, dinner with the Hollis' was happening very shortly. Both girls got out of their bed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up. Carmilla washed her face as Laura brushed her teeth, vice versa. Once they we're woken up, Carmilla walked over to her dresser while Laura walked over to her closet. Laura pulled out a lovely form fitting black dress that showed off her neck and her toned arms. Carmilla slid into her infamous leather pants, threw on a black tank, and topped it with a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. "Hey Laura, can you pass me my red heels?"

I woke up and rustled all my things together and jetted down stairs. I see my mom across the room eating her favorite cereal, Lucky Charms. I slugged around the kitchen still half-awake trying to find a bowl, cereal, and milk. Then I heard a whistle and realized she had my breakfast ready on the table. I sat across from her on the table. The scent of perfume hit my nose, it smelled fruity. Her hair was combed back into a sleek bun. She was wearing a formal white shirt and a black skirt and some heels. I slurped the last of the milk as she was almost out the door. I walked outside and ran to the car. I opened the door and got inside. It was 7:59 am.

“NOW!” Iris says almost knocking me over. I roll my eyes and walk over to her bed. She points her finger at a blue and silver duffle bag. I zip it open and pull out a pink ombre set of bed sheets. I make her bed in an instant, making sure her electric blanket is plugged in and, see I get a top bunk. I moan and pick up my heavy bags. Alicia walks up to me, then looks down at me.

“I made bacon, eggs, and sausage if you are hungry,” she says to me with a warm smile on her face. I was starving, so I ate five pieces of bacon, three eggs, and four sausage links. “How’d you sleep?” she asked.

“You didn’t have to,” Loren answered, closing his eyes and allowing the sun to warm his skin.

Later, I lay awake in bed. There’s a strange feeling in the air, and I feel like someone is watching me. I pull the blinds up on the window, but there’s nothing to be seen but darkness. The ‘digi-clock’ on my bedside reads twelve o’ clock. I walk into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

She paused for a moment, waiting to see if she had said this out loud.

Vanessa promptly woke up in her riverside home in Darling Point. With a wide grin on her face she said to herself, “Today is going to be a fabulous day, I just know it!” Vanessa walked into her kitchen and had her butler make her breakfast. She chose from a large range of bacon and eggs, pancakes, waffles and french toast. “Thanks Johnny, I’ll have some french toast please.” Vanessa asked Johnny. “Of course” Johnny replied back to Vanessa. While Johnny made Vanessa’s delicious breakfast, she got dressed into her light brown coat, her red stilettos and her black, sleek dress. She came downstairs from her bedroom and scoffed down her french toast.

I awoke to hear my alarm going off, an audial reminder that it was 6:30, time to begin my day. Lazily I stretched out my hand, fumbling about trying to search for the snooze button, while all along the vociferous rhythmic beeping continued. Finally with a burst of energy I sat up, and slammed the snooze button. I needed to get a new alarm clock, one with all the latest bell and whistles although my alarm was perfectly satisfactory. George got this new alarm clock with smart phone connectivity … and won’t stop talking about it, until I get mine. My day continued as normal, turning on the T.V as I dragged myself to the bathroom, catching a glance of the new iPhone ad before I stepped into bathroom. Turning on the shower on full blast, hot water streaming down, I closed my eyes. I felt drained although I had just awoke. Work was tedious and after working so hard, all I could now focus on was my trip to London next week, flying first class to purchase designer furniture for my new house. Everyone at work would be red with envy, once they heard about my trip. I heard London is big for its designer clothes, a perfect place for me to spend some money, buy a new wardrobe maybe.

I awoke to the sound of roosters greeting the morning outside my window. Breathing in the already hot tropical air, I detected notes of coffee wafting from the adjacent common living space, which doubled as a kitchen. After spending only three days in Piedras Gordas, Panama, my host family had embraced my broken Spanish and love for fresh juice, but Señor Dominguez had yet to approve of me helping with the sugar cane harvest. The differences between our cultures were apparent, yet I was ready to embrace them and expand my horizons.