Jenna

I was home alone on a Sunday night. I had to pee in the worst way, but the bathroom was a whole twenty steps over there, and i was waaaay to lazy to even grab the remote, let alone stand up. My dog dot laid on my lap, and i instantly got dog hair all over my new sweater. I pushed her off, said sorry, and made my way to the bathroom.

 As i got out of the bathroom , I picked up a picture from my coffee table of my grandfather. His face reminded me of an iguana, but he was the sweetest man on Earth. I adored him. He smelled like coffee, had a raspy voice, and very rough hands. He was a man of religion and humor. For his contact picture in my phone i put a picture of one of those keep calm posters that read "Keep Calm And Love Life." It fit him perfectly. I missed him so much.

 I put the picture down and laid back down on the sofa. It was 9:00, I was just in time to watch "The walking dead." The episode was labeled "Welcome to the tombs". 

  I felt very welcome indeed.

Reviews

[Johanna Rae Reyer]

This is an interesting voice you have here. Being a teenager myself, I can say that the whole being lazy thing is 100% accurate. And I also like the description of Jenna's grandfather. Your imagery is fantastic.