12/2/13
Today I had the weirdest morning in my entire life!
Last night I was laying in my bed until 1am looking online for Christmas presents to send to my parents. I overheard outside my bedroom door Agata and my host mom talking in Polish about something. Then I heard the loud creaks of the stairs as they each walked upstairs to their rooms. I figured everyone was going to sleep so I should too. Then a few hours later I heard the stairs creak and my family talking outside my door. The tea kettle was boiling and my refrigerator clicked shut after someone opened it. It sounded as if it was a normal Monday morning preparing for the busy week ahead. I rolled over to see why my alarm on my iPhone hadn’t gone off yet and surprising my phone read… 4:30 AM.
Why was everyone awake and busy at 4:30 AM? No one had bothered to mention to me this addition to our regular Monday routine. Usually on a Monday morning when Agata is home, my host father takes me to school then comes home to pick up Agata and drive her to Krakow. Instead this particular morning my host family all decided to wake up at 4:30 and not send me the memo. I questioned this event and then decided it was nothing. If they really needed me or it was important then they would wake me. I rolled back over and fell back asleep.
It was now 7 AM and time to get ready to school. I turn off my alarm and listen to see if anyone is using the bathroom. I didn’t hear anyone outside my room, at all. No one was moving around. No one was heating up the tea kettle for their morning tea. No one was taking a shower. No one was making breakfast. It was extremely weird for Monday morning.
I walk out of my room to use the bathroom and when I walk back to my bedroom, I stand in the hallway for 20 minutes just listening. No one was moving around upstairs either. It was as if I was the only one home this morning. My host father’s shoes were gone, my host father’s car was missing from the driveway, and Levis was still lying on the kitchen floor. It was just me and Levis.
I decided to sit on my bed and wait for someone to appear but 7:30 AM came and no one appeared. I bundled up and walked to the bus stop. There was no text message waiting for me on my phone from my host parents. I felt alone and in the dark.
When my day ended and I got home from the plaza at 7 PM, my host mother said hello to me and acted as if nothing out of the ordinary happened this morning. It was an extremely odd morning.
Stephanie Raquel
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