Brianna Edwards
Bio
I am a nurse that has been told over the years that I have a way with words and should explore that. So here I am, using this as a creative outlet of some sort.
Stories (1/0)
Lyla's Box
It was a morning like every other morning, except it wasn’t. Lyla couldn’t quite put her finger on what was different about this 26th day of July but from the moment her eyes opened and she rolled over in bed, she had a feeling that today was going to be different. Memorable. She arose from her bed and slipped her pink satin robe over her shoulders and went into the bathroom to splash some water on her face before making her way to the kitchen to make some coffee. She had to hurry. Her shift at the hospital began at 7:00 and it was already pushing 6:00. As the coffee was brewing and filling her house with its aroma, she went about beginning her day now that the sleep was leaving her eyes. She brushed her teeth and ran the water for her shower. That feeling in the back of her mind about today being different had not gone away, quite the contrary, it had only gotten stronger the more she tried to ignore it.
By Brianna Edwards3 years ago in Fiction
