We're all broken inside

Ready

Today is the second day! I feel like I have been stood up.

The sun was barely up and my feet are hanging off the side of my bed, the dry watermark that crusted up the corner of my mouth, made me look down at my pillow. It was wet.

Well I guess I slept like a baby last night, since I drooled ... even. When. Babies. Cry. When they're asleep... Nah, I guess that didn't work.

My pink alarm clock stares me in the face, beeping dramatically, showing that its 6:09 in the morning.

"Shut up" I yelled as I turned it off.

I usually go for a jog earlier but I lazily stayed in bed a while longer, on Tumblr and Twitter, occasionally looking over at the pain white bed next to my desk.

Knowing that my Roommate showed me up again really hurts. Not really, more like why, is she okay?

Was my name not pleasant? Does she think I'm a murderer? I guess I do have an edgy name.

Sadly my college only told me her name and where she lived, in the letter I got this past summer. I thought I would have at least gotten a phone number, but life isn't fair I guess.

Casey K. Williams, Seattle, Washington

I fully unpacked my own personal items yesterday and couldn't help the fact that I felt alone staring at the empty bed and desk on the other side of the room

Slowly sitting up straight to stretch. I heard my back crack several times then chuckle a bit. Smiling and waiting till my eyes can focus. They weren't focusing; I started to panic. I almost forgot I needed to put in my contacts.

Hopping out of my bed I walked to the bathroom, holding onto any and every object that I could reach so I wouldn't fall down.

Stumbling towards my bathroom counter. I put in my contacts. Hoping I don't poke my eyes out. I was blinking several times before I could see straight.

I feel like a blind owl

I struggled to change into my jogging outfit and then I slipped on my shoes. Got my headphones and armband. Walked out with the dorm key.

*****

Damn it! It was hot outside; the hot air was making me sweat as I ran around the football field then by the river walkway.

I left my damn hat on my nightstand and almost got a heat stroke. I hate Florida. It was only 6:30, and the sun still wasn't out yet. It was damp and wet outside and the heat was circling through the air.

It looked a bit foggy because of the rain from the night before, and the sun only peaked over the horizon. The sunrays broke out into heavenly lines of light.

I stopped jogging for a second; to watch god's beauty in the making.

I sat on the bench near by, then crossed my legs and caught my breath.

Why am I breathing like a horse? and why do I always compare myself to animals? But why am I talking to myself!? god I'm weird. i should work on that

"Beautiful isn't it?" a deep voice said behind me while I was deep in thought.

My whole body shook, they startled me. Good god, I looked up at them. Holding my hand over my chest gasping for air since they knocked it out.

"Damn! You can't just sneak up on people like that, excuse my language, but goodness!" I said

It was a man, he seemed around my age. He was standing behind the bench I was sitting at. Leaning against it, breathing heavily.