Jag hittade den här på datorn..tycker faktiskt att jag lyckades väldigt bra med den men funderar på om jag inte skrev den tillsamamns med någon..var iallafall en skoluppgift i engelskan på gymnasiet..Tyckte jag skulle dela med mig av den ^^.

Day 2

I woke up early, I went out of bed and looked out of the window as I was going towards the kitchen, and it was raining, quite heavily too. I continued to the fridge and took out some milk, I don’t know why but I just love milk, can’t stop drinking it. I looked towards Pernilla, She looked so cute. There she was without a worry happily standing on one of the stones in her tank, no I don’t want to call it a cage, I mean you don’t put your family in a cage, It’s more of a room for her, a place of her own. She loves it, I know it.

This day she was extremely happy since she had been fed the day before. I always fed her once a year.  Who else would? She looks so cute eating, but unfortunately she doesn’t eat so often as a human. It’s really a pity.

I had a little chat with her before breakfast, she really likes that. And I really want to tell her everything. I can never keep a secret from her.

I know that she likes it, I understand her as she understands me. I once again looked at the watch, the time was passing very slowly, I knew that none of the stores in the city had opened yet so I just sat down in my living room and put on the tv. The first channel I came across was the MTV channel; I quickly changed to Animal Planet. They were showing an episode of the program “the early revolution of the worms”. I really like that program, it reminds me of Pernilla. Not that I believe her to be a worm, just that I can find similarities between them. But of course no one, not an animal nor a human can ever replace my precious Pernilla. I mean a worm will always be a worm.

I’ve never liked MTV with their music. I’m not even so sure it’s music, it sounds more like something from a horror movie, or at least that’s the feeling I get. I can’t believe that they are not having classic music, now that’s what I call music. Why let a singer destroy the music? I want to listen to music not the songs! You can listen to song in church, and that’s enough.

I looked out of the window again, it was still raining. I continued to watch the episode and hoped that the rain would end.  I’m not saying that I don’t like the rain, I think it’s very beautiful and it’s the mother of all life. She is the one bringing life, giving nature its precious water. Rain is the best of weathers but I just admit I don’t enjoy getting soaked when I go to the city.

The program ended and I turned off the TV. The rain had decreased now so I put on my jacket and went out the door. The thick dark clouds covered almost the entire sky as far as my eyes could see.

I went to the buss stop, I just hoped I would get there in time for the bus to leave, I don’t like waiting there, not without my lovely Pernilla, but it didn’t have to wait. I remember that I missed her so when I was standing there waiting for the bus. I was thinking that if I had Pernilla with me everything would be better.

After 15 minutes the bus finally arrived. I took a seat in the front of the bus, so I could see the road ahead of me. The trip took around 13 minutes; I’m not sure how long it takes since I often fall asleep during that time.

After getting off the bus I began to walk towards the pet store. All my thoughts were circling in my head.

“Looks at me all the time don’t know why looking up she always I don’t know how to react how I’m supposed to be don’t like her not at all not even a little bit she looks down on me I know it always asking me questions always my beloved Pernilla I can never leave you but she asking questions always all the time why does she I can’t tell I want to turn around go home I’m tired I want to see Pernilla she is so cute perfect always there what is that person doing looking like that stupid don’t know better can’t even and look there even more stupid teenagers just teenagers why is he looking at me watching me I can tell he is weird I don’t like that stare he want something from me a thief there I know it I always know I can tell “

I began to walk a little faster, still looking down. I don’t like looking around like a thief, meeting other people’s eyes and smile as an excuse, pathetic and stupid, nothing else.

I walk through the door to the pet shop; I want a stone I said to myself, to give Pernilla. I walked down the shelves looking for a perfect stone to give her. I’m not talking about just some stone; I mean a stone that’s just as perfect as she is. Although no stone can be better than my Pernilla, just a replica but still I think she will be happy receiving one. I want her to know how much she means to me. I don’t usually buy anything in the pet shop but I felt that today was different.

I heard Sue behind the cashbox. She was sorting some papers out or at least that’s what it looked like.  She looked up at me and smiled, I didn’t smile back.  I looked down on the shelf beside me and continued my search for the perfect gift. First I found a red stone, it was all right but then I remembered that red things could frighten my beloved Pernilla. I couldn’t stand the thought and put the stone back on the shelf.

“ Do you need any help?” Sue asked.

I didn’t look up.

“ No thank you, I’m fine” I answered as polite as I could. My mother always told me to be polite.

“ How’s Pernilla?”

“ She is fine, thank you for asking” My eyes were still fixed on the shelf, there it is! It was white and beautiful, a stone worthy to be given to Pernilla.

I picked it up and went to pay for it.

Sue smiled when I put the stone on the counter.

“ Is this a gift to Pernilla? It’s beautiful”

“ Yes it is” I replied.

“She must mean a lot to you”

“More than the world itself”

“ How nice of you” She looked at the stone for a minute or two then she said.

“ That will be 2 pounds please.”

I handed her the money and walked out of the store.

“ Have a nice day”, she called after me.

Yeah have a nice day, I thought. She hates me I know it. She is probably just some spoiled brat working in her parents’ pet shop. I almost feel sorry for her. 

I went to the bus station to take a bus home, it had started to rain again. I was tired even though I only had paid the pet shop a visit, I guess it’s because I woke up several times during the night. I held the stone in my hand, I wanted to put it in my pocket but then I might have dropped it somewhere. I stood there for 10 minutes and there was still no bus to be seen.

“Such typical buses, never in time” I said with a sight. An old lady beside me nodded and then continued watching the sky. Not that I was talking to her but she just couldn’t help it, happens all the time. People just can’t help to add something to whatever you say.

After 5 minutes the bus finally arrived. I got on it and before I knew it I was back in my apartment, but as soon as I entered I felt that something was wrong, terribly wrong. I took a quick look around my apartment but everything was in order, so I went to Pernilla’s cage to give her the stone. I knew she was going to get so excited about it. I looked in trough the glass and got paralysed. I just couldn’t believe it.

“NO!!!” My beloved Pernilla lying there dead, it was just unbelievable. I cried so much, I don’t believe that I have ever cried as much as I cried that day. 

I kept wondering why her and not me. What is life without her? I fell down to the floor holding my beloved Pernilla in my hands. She was gone, I blamed myself, who else was there to blame? I sat there looking at her, my treasure dead. I knew then that my life was over. 

“Don’t worry Pernilla, I’ll always be with you” I almost whispered it, as if it was a secret between her and me.

I put down the stone I had bought to her in her “tank” and then I laid her on it. Even though she didn’t have time to see it in life I wanted her to have it in death, I know that the soul doesn’t leave until the day after so she was still there. So I had to be strong so Pernilla wouldn’t get sad seeing me cry. I wiped my tears and smiled while watching her on the stone. She was so beautiful. My precious leech, I will never forget you.