CREATIVE WRITING

i looked through my notes and found one of "my early works" just wanted to share...
The gray coat

Somehow the gray coat made her feel lonely. She couldn’t even explain why. The weather was great: The sun was shining, the sky was blue and it was really warm on that day in October. And she was on the shopping tour she had planned to do long time ago. But nevertheless she stood in front of this shop, looking through the shop-window, just staring at this gray coat. It simply made her feel sad. She couldn’t take her eyes from that stupid piece of gray cloth.
While she was trying to think about reasons for her feelings, she didn’t even realize the people inside the shop who were really upset because they thought she was staring at them. They pointed at her and waved their hands. One of them even went to the shop assistant. The shop assistant tried to calm the customer, but it was no use. The people in the shop didn’t see that she looked lonely and sad. They did not want to see it. They were only thinking of themselves.
She was still looking at the gray coat, not noticing the trouble that was going on inside the shop. Although she tried hard to get away from it, she could not make a step to continue her shopping tour. She had been looking forward to this shopping tour for the whole week, and now she could not move because of a coat. A coat! It started to upset her.
What was the reason why she couldn’t move her feet? There had to be a reason for that. She did not even like the coat, neither its colour nor its cut. So what was the reason? She thought and thought, until, all of a sudden, an idea popped up in her head. Her father had had such a coat, nearly the same, when she was young. Long time ago. And now, all of a sudden, after twenty years, she thought about it again. Strange. She saw him in her mind’s eye, wearing his gray coat in winter time. His coat had been so large that she could hide in it. For her, it was like a big, dark and warm cave. Her hiding-place.
Now, she noticed the reason for feeling so lonely. It wasn’t the coat. It wasn’t its colour. It was not this awful piece of gray cloth she was reminded of. No. It was her father. The gray coat made her think about her father and about how secure she had felt when he had been with her. They had been a brilliant team. Father and daughter. They had been living together without another person because her mother had left them when she was a baby. She had no memory of her mother at all.
But she remembered one day in winter, when she was five or six years old. It had been a cold, but sunny November day. Father and daughter were both sitting outside despite the cold. He had wrapped her into his large gray coat and was reading a passage of Mary Poppins to her. They had had a great time at that day.
Now, she had to live her life alone. Without her mother. And her father had gone, too. As she realized that this was the reason she was staring at the coat, she stepped resolutely into the shop, went directly up to the gray coat and tried it on. Of course, it was much too large for her and it was made for men. It did not fit her at all. But, it made her feel secure and think of happy days in the past, when she was hiding in her father’s gray coat. She went to the shop assistant, who glanced at her with a confused look, and bought it. When she finally stepped out of the shop to continue her shopping tour, she had a feeling as if her father was still with her. With a broad smile on her lips she went on.

Unbelievable! Someone really posted a University work!

I do remember the story and still like it. :)

Now I gues I'll have to find and post some of mine, too...

that would be nice! don't let my story feel so alone...