The Black Silky Sheets - 1626 Words

Heidi, Heidi! I recognised the bouncy and young voice which accompanied the banging on the bedroom door. Dominique? What time is it? I stumbled out of the black silky sheets. I was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts that showed my bum so I grabbed my dressing gown out of my bag and threw it over my shoulders. Nicki was at the door when I opened it, she had a pink shoe box in her hands, It s just after ten. What size shoe are you? I was going to throw these away, but they re in perfect condition and they re gorgeous. I just don t fit in them, anymore. I m a UK size 5, sorry, I don t know what European size I am. It s alright, they re an EU 38, it says the British size on the bottom the shoes, too. I think that s a size†¦show more content†¦My legs and just my general body looked so much taller and thinner. I really liked them, I would have to thank Nicki as soon as I got downstairs. I put on some concealer under my eyes, some mascara and some pale face powder - just some basic make-up, because cosmetics can only fix an ugly face, not an ugly heart. I felt terrific that morning, I was in a beautiful place, with beautiful shoes, and the best part, my beautiful boyfriend. As for my hair, I just brushed it. Who even cared? Not me! I noticed something on the dresser, a round yellow bottle, I picked it up and read it. Citron Dimanche , I didn t have a clue what that meant, but it sounded pleasant. It was perfume. I knew I shouldn t have worn it, it wasn t mine, but a single spritz wouldn t hurt, would it? It smelt delicious; all fruity and lemony. I placed it back and the light coloured dressing table. The room s carpet was the colour of milk chocolate, the walls the colour of creamy white chocolate, and the freshly-washed bed-sheets were like dark Brazillian cocoa beans. There was a single large window in this long, thin, rectangular room, it was behind the double bed, and you could see the tops of buildings. I was so high up, but that was the way I liked it, just a mere reflection of how on top of the world I felt. I grabbed the coffee cup from my bedside table, it was the nice thing to do to take it down, I just got here, I wasn t ready to start making messes inShow MoreRelatedEssay On The Door1139 Words   |  5 Pageshassle. I sighed and entered the room. A black canopy bed with white curtains tied to each post stood at the far wall. In the corner, there was a tall dresser topped with decorative origami cranes. A black trimmed mirror was bolted to a closet door, revealing my reflection. I walked on the bare floor and looked at myself through the mirror. As expected, I was still the same girl. I still had ash colored hair and sunset colored eyes. 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