Feel Better

"Ahh! Such a beautiful day,"

   I woke up to my stupid alarm blaring Life is Fun by TheOdd1sOut. And yes, I did actually make that my alarm as a joke when I was seriously tired of the BEEEP BEEEP BEEEEEP. I reluctantly open my eyes and see absolutely no light because it's 5 fudging am! I turn off my alarm abruptly stopping the voice of James.

   "Ugh life," I said aloud, but mainly came out as a grumble that was barely audible. Although I've been out of my parents' house for a month now waking up at 5 am just became a thing I do. Even when I was still living with them it wasn't a requirement after I finished high school. I don't know, I kinda like being up at 5. Why? It provides a way to annoy the sh*t out my friends.

Start of texts:

Hey

hey 

hey a*shole McF*ckFace

what's it like to be the annoyed instead of the annoying?

hi

hi

hi

Alright good morning my dearest friend hopefully this finds you well

End of texts

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   Love annoying my very lovely friends. How did they put up with me for all these years? I have no idea! Must be fun dealing with someone who wakes up everyday at 5 to annoy you and a complete crackhead (not actually though he ain't a drug addict) who is always an annoyance. Poor Melissa has had to deal with our crap since middle school (for me it was longer, all the way back to kinder), but that doesn't mean she can't be just as much as a burden. Mmm friendship, isn't its complex beauty, so so confusingly wonderful?

   After annoying my still sleeping friends, I decide to take a walk. Where am I going? Nowhere. Maybe the mall, or the park, I don't know it's just a walk I'll see where it takes me. I get up and realize, I need to take a shower. Nothing in particular made me realize that, but maybe just maybe it was the feeling of feeling like sh*t. I run to the bathroom, take my clothes off, turn on the tap, wait for the perfect temperature, and then hop in.

   *Ding!* My phone chimes as I wash my face. "What the hell, who is texting me at such a time?" I brush it off and continue my shower, except a little quicker than before. When I was done I stepped out, dried off, and took my phone to check it. Holy crap it's my mom.

Start of message:

Eli, come by the house some time today, something happened.

End of message

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   That doesn't sound very good. Oh no what is it? Did someone die? Is someone dying? Why the heck did that text sound so ominous??? I ran out of the bathroom, and struggled to put on my pants. I needed to see what is wrong even if that meant quickly putting on clothes while my hair is wet and messy.