Trauma changes people. trauma changes everyone.
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The morning light streamed through my bedroom window, casting a warm glow on my comforter. I stirred awake, stretching my arms above my head and letting out a small yawn. I had a day off today and it was much needed.
As I laid in bed, the absent of the usual morning rush felt relaxing.
I swung my legs over the side of my bed and walked to the kitchen, the cool floor sending a shiver up my spine. I brewed a cup of coffee, the soothing aroma filling the air as it brewed.
With my mug in hand, I settled down at the kitchen table, opening my laptop and starting on schoolwork.
The hours flew by as I immersed myself in my studies. I scrolled through pages of assigned readings, typed out an essay, and did more of my History work.
The clacking of my keyboard was a comforting rhythm, a reminder of the determination put into keeping up with my studies.
The sun climbed higher in the sky, and before I knew it, I had gotten ahead in all of my assignments.
After a while though, I decided to take a break. I closed my laptop and wandered into the living room, where Chris was sprawled out on the couch, engrossed in his video game. His focus was intense, and he occasionally let out triumphant shouts.
"Hey, Chris." I called out, making him look up at me. "Would you like to take a break and watch a movie?"
"Sure!! Which one?" He asked, immediately turning off the game.
I squatted down to the drawer and opened it, showing the collection of DVDs we have gathered over the years. I picked a movie we both liked before popping it out of the case and setting it into the DVD player. I settled next to Chris, laying a blanket over the both of us.
As the movie began to play, we both sank into the familiar comfort of the movie. We laughed at the funny moments, sang along with the catchy songs, and shared popcorn as the plot unfolded.
"Do you think we could do this every week?" Chris asked, his eyes glued to the screen.
"I'd love that." I replied, ruffling his hair.
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As the credits rolled, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. I cherished these quiet moments, especially on days when I didn't have to worry about work or school deadlines.
After the movie, we chatted about our favorite scenes and characters, Chris animatedly imitating one of the characters that made us both laugh. I felt grateful for the lightheartedness that filled the room, a perfect end to a fulfilling day.
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Later that evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, I made my way to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I brushed my teeth, the minty taste refreshing against the fatigue of the day. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I allowed myself a small smile, satisfied with how today went.
After rinsing my mouth, I turned off the bathroom light and made my way back to my room. The day had been a perfect blend of productivity and relaxation.
With a final look at my laptop on the desk, I crawled into my bed, my body sinking into the softness of the sheets.
As I closed my eyes, the sounds of the quiet house surrounded me, and I drifted off to sleep, grateful for the simple joys.
