Pure {Werewolf VS Vampire}

I'm A Morning Person, Can't You Tell?

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Sum up of Chaper:

"If your lost and alone

or your sinking like a stone

Carry on

May your past be the sound

of your feet upon the ground

Carry on"

~Fun. {Carry On}

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Xx Briella's Pov xX

It was crazy early out, considering how cold it was. Then again, I did sleep on the floor, so it might not be as early as I think it is...

Actually, I had no idea what was going on around me.

I was drifting in and out of my self-conscious; like a light switch that went on and off, so I was imagining a bunch of crap.

Like, how good Nutella would be if it won American Idol...

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Yea.... I'm only half mental. Jk Jk(;

Am I drunk right now?

Probrably. Even though I don't drink.

So would I be high off of life?

Probrably.

Anyways, one thing I did know was that I was curled up on the floor, and was freezing like the North Pole.

And that my body was sore from laying on hardwood the WHOLE night. I wasn't joking when I said I slept on the floor!

I for real did! And now I hurt like hell!

It was extremely quiet in the house too. The only audible sound I could hear, was the pattern of my shallowed breathing.

And as I listened, I heard a small voice call my name. The hell?

Then I heard it again.

Oh God. I Am mental!

Crap! they'll lock me up, and put me in a straitjacket for hearing odd, and disembodied voices. Then they'll toss me in the large sponged rooms, and-

Wait... that would actually be fun! \^°^/

No, focus! Tell it to go away- yea good plan!

'Go away' I mentally shoo'ed.

Then the calling faded, and stopped.

After that, I couldn't help it.... I had to do a Victory dance in my imagination. A sort of celebration on standing up to someone. something? ... whatever.

God, I need a life...

Then I heard my name again.

'What do you want?!?' I cried inside, giving up.

"Briella. Briella. Briella. Briella." it chanted.

Then I exploded. It was like a two year old pestering their parents for something simple, and the parents won't answer. So they keep calling their name! sound familiar?