Denzel
It was a cloudy morning. The house was exceptionally quiet when I got up which surprised me. As usual, there was a flurry of dust and torn grass covering the bottom of the bed. I brushed some off the bed as I put on my slippers. Where did I go last night? I wondered silently. Sometimes I wish I could experience the nightly adventures but then again, I was afraid that I wouldn't like who I became once the sun went down. My laptop which was sitting on the bedside table was out of charge and I knew I had an essay due today. I also knew that our teacher wouldn't dare report me under any circumstances, but I didn't like to think about that. I was a regular student for all I cared.
