#1
I sluggishly walked around the corner from my job as an designer, arching my back to stop the aceing pain. All week I has been slumping over my desk at work thinking of new patterns and ideas, my bag hitting the side of my waist causing a slight pain but yet a delay in my back pain. Rain dotting around quickening as I pulled open my light purple tinted umbrella. Without a notice I made it to my house, well mansion, it was four stories tall and over forty rooms all fully furnished ceiling to carpet. My parents were wealthy and so was I of course, I was always well if but I appreciated it unlike my cousins. As I unlocked the great mansion gate passing my many cars ending in the hallway putting my umbrella away taking off my expensive coat and my mother's hand knitted scarf she had gifted to my on my sixteenth birthday, two months before the tragic accident causing there death and my dismay. Gently landing on my couch I switched on my TV binge watching shows I had missed that week slaving away. Elegantly shutting my eyes eventually falling asleep dropping the remote that I had clutched before hand.
