Taking a bath
by marzanna_eight_thirty on January 30, 2008
in stories, students
A really hard day is coming to an end. What I need now, before I go to sleep, is a hot, relaxing bath. I go upstairs to my children’s bathroom. They have really a big bath there. I turn the light on and close the door. I take a soft cotton bath towel out of the cabinet and put it on the edge of the bath. It’s pink in colour and it matches the overall colour of the bathroom.
I come close to the bath: on my left hand side, in the corner, I see the white wicker basket with cosmetics, sponges and the white sea shell with the creamy bar of soap inside. What fragrance of bath gel shall I choose? Floral, honey and milk, vanilla? Or oriental and spicy? I think The Spirit of Africa will be the best for this winter night – it’s a mixture of wild musk, cinnamon orange and some other fragrances. I light white candles, put them around the bath and turn the light off. Now I touch the surface of the bath: it’s slippery and terribly cold! I put the plug into the plughole and turn the taps on. I feel the taps become warmer. The hot water like a waterfall enters the bath with a thundering sound. I gently squeeze the bottle of gel and watch the fragrant liquid trickle down to the water. The foam grows really fast and fills the whole bath. Now I take off my clothes and check the temperature of the water: it’s really hot but I love it.
I step into the bath very carefully and lay down. I feel the warmth of the water penetrate my body. I close my eyes and have a wonderful recollection of my holiday in Africa: a beach, sand, the sun and oriental smell of incense around. Now a similar fragrance fills the whole bathroom. I would love to stay here for a long, long time, but the water slowly gets colder and the wonderful foam disappears. Now I wash my body with that creamy white soap and a sponge. The soap dissolves on my wet skin and leaves foam on it. I rinse my body with a shower. The water in the bath gets milky in colour.
I get out of the bath, stand on the plushy carpet, and wrap that big pink towel around my body. I dry it very gently. My skin is so smooth and silky and smells fabulous! I rush upstairs to keep The Spirit of Africa in my bed.