It was a windy autumn day. As I was walking home, the wind blew gently through my hair and the only sound I could hear, was the one made by bells ringing from an old church nearby. The air seemed so artistic and romantic that I started thinking I was in Paris. Actually, I never went there so I don't know how it's like, but in my head, in my head everything is planned out exactley....
I am wearing high-heals and my white, new-bought coat makes me feel like I was Audrey Hepburn. As I am walking along the boulevard, I stop and peek from time to time at the fabulous designer chlotes from the shops on my way, but Heidi, my white furred dog, wants to get to the park as soon as possible, so she starts pulling the leshe. I smile and I go along with her. We get to the park and Heidi runs excited to the other dogs. Meanwhile, I sit on a bench and I start perusing a magazile. I find an article about a party the other night, for a movie opening. It was organized by me and everything went great. Proudly, I close the magazine and I take out my phone. I dial a number and after a few seconds, a man answers:
"Hi darling, I was just thinking of you."
I don't really know how my life is going to be, but I hope with all my heart that it's going to have at least a little bit of Parisses magic.
I would have really liked to write this storry in french, but I suck at it.
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