Early morning

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(Ollie.)

I woke up to find Zosia still snoring. What is the time? I turned over to see that it Was only 6am. I don't understand why I keep on waking up so early. Am I forgetting to do something? Is something bothering me? Is my clock time wrong? The girls are not up yet so it must be 6am. I haven't been sleeping properly lately and I don't know why. I get up and find my slippers and then I go to get myself a glass of water. It is too early for tea or coffee now and the caffeine would keep me awake even more anyway. I lay on my side facing a wall trying to get to sleep. Nothing is on my mind, it is blank so I don't know what is keeping me from sleeping. Suddenly I feel zosias arm whacking me in the face. She must be in a real deep sleep. One time she started howling like a Wolfe in her sleep and when I told her about it and how she kept me up all night all she said was that she was being attacked by a pack of wolfs and that it was so interesting. I don't see how nearly getting eaten alive is interesting but whatever floats your boat. Maybe that's what was wrong with me. Because there is nothing on my mind, I have nothing to dream about so I can't get to sleep. So I began to think about a giant and a large dinosaur who loved to eat noodles and a dog who was made of shrimp. Don't ask where I get my ideas from. When my mind is put to the test, creativity is probably the best thing I am good at. Finally my eyes are beginning to shut. Maybe this time they stay shut long enough to fall asleep.

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