revision

                             The blur 

My eyes were opened, staring at the white ceiling. My mom knocked my door, but I didn't answered. She came in with her special scent, " oh, sweetie, rise and shine." She opened my grass-like green curtains. The light from the outside world stabbed my eyes, so I had to half open my eyes. The ceiling was so clean, and I didn't have a thought to get off my warm bed. I winked my eyes for a couple of times and looked through the window.

I could barely see anything through the window. Everything was vague; I wiped my eyes and realized that it was a foggy day. Fog covered nearly my entire scene, making my sight blurred. I remembered that I used to play I the fog when I was little; the air strikes my body every time I breathe in. The plants outside were covered with fog as well. Although I couldn’t see the flowers clearly, I saw the red color on the top of flowers, like decoration in this white fog. The sense of obscurity made the whole scene so romantic.

I stretched myself and yawed, then get off bed finally. Standing in front of the window, I couldn’t help to open the window because I miss the smell of fog so bad. The window was unlocked, so I just pulled out and used a stick to support it. In the meanwhile, I took a deep breath with my face facing outside. “ Jesus Christ!” The air came into my throat immediately, and made me want to puke! It almost smothered me! That was no fog or fresh air! That was haze produced by pollution!

I walked to the dining room, and saw my mom was eating her breakfast “ Remember to take a respirator with you when you go outside mom.”