This is the part of my day that I am always looking forward to. It's not nighttime. It's daytime. And I'm sleeping. MmmMmm good. Don't wake me Ruchti; I'm dreaming.
But I'm awake. Aren't I? I can hear you all talking. So loud. So I'm awake then? How? These dreams are so real. But I can hear you. Am I awake?
Ahhh. Schools over. Going home to nap.
~Someone stops me to talk. *Don't. I'm tired. I can't wait to go sleep.* I'm speed walking now. I'm picturing the couch by the fireplace. You know. the one that releases my favorite sleeping drug; I love it.
I'm home now. I'm laying down. I try to steady my breathing, but I can't. Why is this so hard? Wasn't I tired? My mind starts drifting but my eyes will not close. My eyes start closing..finally. My brother comes home from school.
Damn. I'm awake.
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