The next day, sunrays touched her face which brought her back to reality.
Birds that scattered outside of her house chirped loudly, butterflies fly freely as they had the freedom they sought for thousands of years.
Halora rubbed her eyes, glanced up to the wall clock, and sighed, "I have one hour to sleep again, three hours to pack my things, and two hours before our flight. Hmm, too lazy to get off from bed!" She yawned, moved her body sideways away from the sun's rays.
She closed her eyes, trying to sleep again until a loud, disturbing sound echoed around her room. "Hmm, where is my phone?" She searched for it while her eyes being closed but for the second attempt, Halora slid down to the floor.
And as far as she remembered, she set an alarm on that phone to wake her up on time but suddenly, a trivial incident took place. "Aw, my back!" She tried to stand, held at the edge of the mini table before her.
