Sunday, February 17, 2019
Out the Window :: Creative Writing Examples
Out the Window Albert watched by dint of the window of his fourth history apartment as she unloaded the groceries from the back of her Oldsmobile. He sighed, and walked away from the window to water the plant he had named after her. If he hurried, he could launch his way down to the mailbox while she was on her way into the building, as he model about doing every Wednesday when she did her grocery shopping, but the panorama of speaking to her made him nauseous and his knees quivered uncontrollably. Tonight was going to be the night, he told himself. He was going to ask her to dinner. He would just walk up the stairs and ring her doorbell, and bring her daisies. Just before eight oclock, because he k modern she would be home. She was always home for the latest episode of Murder, She Wrote, as he knew because he could hear the theme song blaring finished his paper-thin ceiling, every Wednesday at eight oclock. He ironed his khakis in an attempt to look just perfect for the occasion, and ran a comb through the non-existing hair on his head. He could hear her walking up the stairs, and Albert imagined her pappa popcorn for her favorite television show, and washing up from a capacious day at the coffee shop. He had never actually been privileged the coffee shop, but instead watched her work from outside the large window. He watched all the other customers inside construction workers on lunch breaks, business community sitting alone with the New York Times, and the ladies who play Bridge and flaunt their new manicures all sipping cappuccinos that she had poured, and devouring French Toast that she had gracefully carried to the table. Tonight was his determine to speak to her like the men who drink her coffee, only this would be different. later all, he had even picked her daisies. He trembled just thinking about it, and thought diligently about how he should introduce himself. He walked into his bedroom to count through his closet for th e perfect shirt to wear when eight oclock approached. As the sun begin to set, Albert could hear Frank Sinatra vie from her apartment above and attempted to calm his nerves by perfect(a) out the window as the stars appeared in the sky.
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