A New Home
The morning sun shone through the window, draping it’s light upon the bed that sat there in the crowded room filled to the brim with boxes upon boxes. Noises of traffic both natural and man-made could be heard from outside the room, the chirping of birds, cars honking, people chatting, and construction happening on the neighboring buildings.
Somebody laid atop the bed, their long legs nearly touching the end of the bed frame. Buying a bed here in this foreign place was a mistake, for most of the people were shorter in comparison to the average height of people where they were from. Their eyes flickered open, closing shut again as the light shot into their eyes. They turned away, facing the small doorway instead. As they slowly sat up, the bedside alarm that had been sitting on a nearby box began to ring, earning a groan, before the ringing was stopped.
They made their way to the window, now accepting their fate to the bright star that seemed to point right into their eyes each morning. They opened the window, letting all the muffled sounds from outside become much clearer. The surrounding area was beautiful, however, from the cheap hotel they were staying in, it was mostly just brick buildings. Although, an imposing church, as well as a lake, could be seen past all that. They had not seen such a large lake before. It stretched far out past the border of the small town they were in, it made them wonder how far it really went.
“Was it really a lake?” They pondered,
“What if it’s just a small ocean?”
and “Do the people on the other side wonder the same thing?”
They were very uneducated, unknowing of what was going on around them. They had just moved here to take refuge from the seemingly unending war going on in their hometown. They did not know much about this new place, the culture, the language, any of that, they just knew it was much nicer than where they used to be, and much cleaner too. They couldn’t see very much outside their window, but just walking down the street would bring them to a park next to the lake, full of what seemed to be the greenest grass in the entire world, it’s softness having the same uniqueness. In the middle of the park stood a monument, partially rusted from the weather, as well as age. At the edge of the park lined a waist-high cement fence, keeping anybody from accidentally falling in the lake. They had made their way to this spot. They calmly strolled along a wide brick trail that bordered the fence, their fingers grazing the fence as they went.
A small bakery came into view as they were on their walk, it’s colours as welcoming as the smell flowing from it’s windows. The bakery was egg white with flamingo pink accents on the pillars, doorframes, window frames, and awning. The smell was unbearable, it was like it was begging whoever detected it to come in, so they did. The first thing that came to view when entering the store was the front counter, a revolving dessert rack, and a cash register on top of it. Behind the counter was the prettiest woman they had ever seen. Her silky raven-black hair touching her shoulders, her uniform matching the colours of the bakery itself. On the revolving dessert rack sat an assortment of treats, biscuits, croissants, etcetera. The pretty lady smiled as they entered the bakery, welcoming them. They could not understand the language, so they just waved as always. The lady knew this routine, as they came here often. This bakery was their safe space after all. At first, the sweet smell was almost as nauseating as it was unfamiliar, but over time they began to enjoy the scent more and more. They approached the counter and pointed at one of the many sweets set behind the woman in front of them. A small éclair topped with an assortment of fruits dipped in the same mouth-watering milk chocolate used for the éclair. As they bit into their newly bought treat, they looked out the bakery window, the sun now higher up was reflected on the dark blue water. The person was as happy today as they were yesterday. They knew there was still much to do and they still needed to get used to their new environment, but today was still a good day, just like yesterday; because yesterday they were happy, and today they are still happy. But now, they are safe.
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