Inhumanities- A Story told by Lilith

Chapter 1: A Small Start

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SLAM

My hand hit my alarm clock with a thud. I turned my annoying clock alarm off. finally. I looked over to the side to see my suitemates still very much asleep. I missed the days when I was able to sleep in and not have a worry. My suitemates didn't seem to think that being at Harvard University was a treat when it was the highest honor they could ever get in life. Most people hear of Harvard through its spectacular educational system, especially the sciences. If it wasn't obvious enough, I was studying in the sciences here. I enjoyed the program as much as anyone could. I found ways to stay after class and help my professors with their personal research! I also found myself tutoring other students in the sciences. It would calm me when I got to work with these professionals. The feeling of the university was weird in a sense as well. As much as I truly enjoyed my learning experiences, I would find things to internally chew on and struggle with; including problems of my own. These things gave me the motivation to continue learning. I sound like a stereotype, don't I?

I turned my head towards my alarm and the window behind it. I stared out the closed window for a bit. I opened it slowly by pulling the rough beaten-up strings. I didn't want to open it too far without my suitemates getting up. They liked the quiet, especially at 6:30 am. The blinds opened. The sun was not even up yet. The moon was still awake, shining dim light across the campus. I slowly sat up in my bed to give myself a better look. The paved walkways were still lightly sprinkled with snow. I wondered how many inches we got this time. People were not walking to classes yet, it was only 6:35 am after all. I slowly hopped off my bed, walked to the window, and looked outside again for an even better look. I could see fog had covered the campus, and it was invisible. The dim lights which lit up the sidewalks were still shining in the far distance nearby main buildings. I looked over the grass area for the inches of snow. It looked like a snow boot day. I sighed gently; my breath did not disrupt the air. I turned around, the braid in my hair flipped to my back. I felt it and remembered I should undo it.

I reached back slowly; my hands slowly undoing the braid I had put it last night for my hair to remain nice and neat. I shook my head a bit and ruffled the area of my scalp for my hair to not look so flat. Of course, I looked at myself in the mirror, which gave me a quick confidence boost. I looked at the clothes I had set out for today's classes and my pre-packed bookcase. I simply smiled and dropped my pajamas to the ground. I picked them up, folded them, made my bed, and put my clothes on top of my pillow. I pulled on my undergarments and clipped my bra. I pulled my leggings on, stretching lightly to make them work into place. I pulled my black turtle neck on. I folded the neck part down a bit and pulled my lanyard and necklace on. I grabbed my short sleeve top and pulled it on. I then lastly grabbed my sweater and pulled it over my body to cover everything. I also pulled some jeans on to tuck my tops into. Doing this helped keep me warm when it was 10 degrees outside! At this time, I ran to the bathroom and did what was I needed. It is a big of a necessity after all. I got back to my dorm and checked to make sure no one else was awake. Luckily, no one liked waking up as early as I do. I pulled my hat on, grabbed my lanyard, put it on, and grabbed my school bag looking inside to double-check I had everything. Once that was done, I rushed out and trotted down the steps to the main lobby. I took my sharp right and walked right out the doors of the dorm. Hello Harvard University. Damn it was chilly today.

Today was going to be a tough day. I knew my schedule was jam-packed except for my time around lunch. I normally grabbed lunch with my friend, Levi Starkin. A short story about Levi, because he is quite a lovely character. I loved him. Like that love relation where the girl loves the boy but can't ask him? Yeah, that predicament. Although we never discussed getting into a relationship, it would be nice if someday he asked about it. I wouldn't say no. In fact, there he was. As I was walking to one of my many science classes, I saw him on his phone, confused. Not sure what he was looking at clearly, but it seemed to make him appear frustrated or lost, even a little heartbroken. I decided to approach him with caution but with curiosity. He made me think about his actions at times, which was something I deeply admire. I looked over his shoulder a bit, watching his movements and I put my hand on his shoulder. He had a sense of moving with the tide and not the people.