As the story goes, there was a teen who was babysitting for a new family. Everything was going perfectly fine and she had just put the kids to bed. She decided that she wanted to watch some TV. When she went into the parents ' bedroom, where the TV was, she felt a little disturbed by their creepy clown statue in the corner of the room. She thought that she saw it move but told herself that she was just imagining things.
Time for another fun day at Camp Cadet, I think as I rub my tired eyes and push myself to a sitting position, being careful to not hit my head on the bottom bunk that I have called my bed for the past three nights. I throw my legs off of the bed and allow my eyes a moment to adjust to the light, afterwards jumping out of
“Flitter, it was your idea, so, catch!” Lunaclipse threw the note into the air and dove into the clay pot and fell asleep. It was Flitter’s turn to sigh. “Seriously Luna,” She put the note under the pillow. “Seriously.” Archie was dreaming about knights, dragons, and...getting slapped…? He woke up when Candi
Differently, lying in bed, getting cosy and even ready to fall asleep is just what it takes to break with the world outside “my room,” namely with the linear order of past, present and future. It is as the woman said, just before leaving the room: “Leave everything behind, leave nothing unsaid, since the moment ahead is already
So I was sleeping on the ground. Carrying on, I needed a cool glass of water. I slowly walked out of my tiny bedroom, and it felt amazing to get a little bit of fresh air. I am just going to say it is very bothersome staying in a tiny room while coughing up hairballs, or what it felt like. I took one turn out of my doorway and I was about to go down the hallway to the kitchen when my parents’ whom were bickering intrigued me.
My body seats in front of the desk, but my mind flies to my bed just like one of my roommate fall asleep. My paper is paler than a patient, I can only see my shadow on it. Time flies by. “You still leave a black paper? Just write down something, it is too late” one of my roommate said and fall asleep a minute after.
I wake from my slumber to the sound of Mama 's scream. After throwing the covers from me, I clamber out of my bed and tiptoe towards my bedroom door. As always, the floorboards creak, announcing my approach. As trepidation seeps through my skin, my hands clasp onto the hem of my pyjama top, clutching the fabric into my fists, while I wait for either of my parents to usher me back to bed. Once satisfied that neither of them has acknowledged my presence, I continue tiptoeing till I reach the door, and glance over my shoulder towards Frankie, to discover him sleeping soundly in his bed.
Alarm Clock: Beep, beep, beep goes the alarm clock as it wakes me up from my blissful, deep sleep. I groan as I listen to it for a few more seconds before shutting it off. I then fall back asleep. Beep, beep, beep the alarm clock screams for the second time this morning. I shut it off immediately and begin getting ready for my day.