Waiting on you

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Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.

-Unknown-

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ლ Amika's ლ

I snooze my alarm for who knows, the hundredth time. I honestly and I mean honestly don't feel like going to school. I know you can relate. I mean waking early in the morning, having to bath, and go to school, just to do what? Sit the whole day doing nothing but trying to figure out what's going on in class.

And yes. It might be the first day of school, but I already feel like something terrible is going to happen.

I HATE WHAT I'M DOING!

Having negativity in the morning, it just ruins my day. Now I'm either going to be sad, anxious, depressed, scared or even glum for the rest of the day! Arghh!

I turn in my blankets to snooze my alarm yet again. I try reaching for it as I wasn't able to snooze it, because yeah it fell to the ground.

My hand searches for it, as I try being comfortable I then turn my face(well whole body) to be parallel with the ceiling with my eyes closed. I struggle to find it, so I decide to just open my eyes and switch it off. I blink a few times and then I press snooze. I accidentally check the time. And it reads 6:00am.

Yeyy, I'm going to be late for the bus! I can now go back to bed and sleep peacefully.

°15 minutes later°

I hear my cellphone ring, from the other room. Whenever I go to sleep I try switching off all electronic devices, because I honestly value my sleeping time and I just hate it when someone interrupts me when I'm asleep.

I completely ignore it, because I know it might be my mother calling from downstairs telling me to wake up, or my sister, Fiona playing some dump pranks on me. And speaking about Fiona, I didn't see her the whole weekend

A few moments later when the phone goes off, I hear footsteps coming towards my room. And they are coming this way very slowly. So slowly that it's really creeping me out!

The door opens, and BOOM and water splashes all around my face, my body my hair and my BED!! No! Not my bed, I'm going to kill whoever did this to me.

I open my eyes to see who it is, and immediately I'm met with angry eyes from my mother , to be quite frank I honestly thought it was Fiona, and FYI I would never kill my mother.

"Amika, you do know that I really hate what you're doing", my my mother says as she walks towards my bed to open my now wet duvet.

"Yeah, mom I do. Thing is I don't feel like going to school." I tell her.

"And what's the reason?"

I suddenly realize that if I'd give her reasonable reason for not wanting to go to school, she'll understand, because usually when I tell her that I don't want to go to school, she just shouts at me, but now she wants me to give her a reason...something she usually doesn't do.

"Uhmmm, I have this massive headache, my back is sore, I feel like I'm about to vomit, I can't feel my legs nor my arms.", I lie.