Pitter! Pitter!
The muffled sound of rain hitting against the window beside me, woke me up.
I groggily opened my eyes and glanced toward the window, where I was greeted by a gloomy scene. It was a dark and dreary sight, typical of any rainy day.
It perfectly synchronized with my mood.
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[You have 37 missed calls]
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When I finally had the opportunity to check my phone, I noticed several missed calls. They seemed to come from my parents, Amanda, Kevin, and the others. I ultimately didn't answer them back and just shut off my phone.
I wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone at the moment.
Everything felt like a dream to me at the moment. No, rather, a nightmare. One that I couldn't possibly escape from.
'What time is it?'
An unknown period of time passed while I lay on my bed just blankly staring at the ceiling of the room I was in.
