6th June 2017

Creative writing

The morning before school…

The wake up – Loud, piercing ring vibrates the dust particles visible on a single slit of sun sneaking through a dark sleep. My biggest nightmare.

get dressed – tender toes touch ice as I hurriedly pull on pieces of  clothes.

brush teeth – Frozen water runs into my tired hands as I hesitantly splash my eyes to keep the light.

pack bag – Rushing monsters scramble around me slowing my preparation for the day.

run to bus – One by one we leave. Im usually the last to slam the wooden door. Bag bouncing violently as white grass crunches coldly by the weight of my sneakers. my legs move carefully down

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