I stretched out my arms, enjoying the feel of the silky sheets on my skin as I relaxed on bed. First night in a long time without nightmares. The sun burned bright, warming my skin as the rays floated in through the window. I felt some good energy as I pulled back the blankets and bounced out of bed.
I went through my morning ritual of washing my face, brushing my teeth, brushing out the tangled waves and ringlets of my hair.
Pulling on a loose black tee, flip-flops and a pair of black, denim, jean shorts, I wandered out of my room. I knocked at Bridget's door and opened it, no one was there. Now, this was a shock because she often slept in when there was no school. That's when it occured to me to check my time. I ran back to my room and opened my phone.
o god...12 fuckin PM!
