Laura Muñoz

The change

It was a special day I would say, but it really was a normal day as any. I woke up in a morning and as soon as I opened my eyes in front of me was a large window in my room, I leaned out and felt how the breeze hit my face and how I felt the smell of milk chocolate and cinnamon drink that my mother prepared all the weekend. I ran to the dining room and ate my breakfast anxiously because I listened to my neighbors, playing in the park, I already wanted to go out.