Sorry if it's not the best)
I woke up in my bed sweat dripping down my body, terrified I shot up and looked around my room. I was relived to be home. But at the same time everything was missing, I felt lost but also found. My eyes scanned around the room, posters on the walls, a train set I've been working on, papers crumbled up everywhere, and my clarinet case on the ground, everything was untouched. But something wasn't right, I wasn't in the hospital.... Or the unknown I was back home.
"Beatrice?" I whispered
Obviously no answer of course she would be back home. I jumped out of bed and went out of my room and into the hallway straight to my younger brother Greg's room. I slowly opened the door and walked towards his bed. He wasn't there, I guessed he was downstairs watching his favorite TV show while my mother was cooking breakfast. I glanced at the clock up above the door in his room. It was twelve after seven in the morning. I
sighed ruffling my crazy brown hair and decided to shower because I was sweating in my sleep and I needed to wake myself up. I was a little pissed I wasn't back in the unknown. What would today bring? How is my mother going to react? Questions filled my mind to easily.
***hoped you liked it!!!
