7:30 AM.
It was 7:30 AM, on the 17th of April.
I didn't intend on writing much today, due to the fact I was struggling to think of what next to write in my poem book. It was a lovely, bright and enchanting day, destined to allow me to gather some more ideas.
My duvet covers seemed like the perfect cocoon for a caterpillar, however I needed to make a move, at least to my shower.
After an hour of lazing around in bed, cuddled with my jet-black Labrador, named Bella, I eventually lunged myself out of my bed, and quickly made it and opened my wardrobe that was full of a variation of clothing, from beautiful blues, to ravishing reds and also blacks.
I chose out a beautiful pair of skinny fit jeans, with a black t-shirt which said a quote from Harry Potter. I chose some converse shoes, which were a navy blue colour.
I then headed towards the shower.
I felt that today was going to have some meaning.
YOU ARE READING
Jenna McAllister's Diary
RomansJenna McAllister is a pale, beautiful but mysterious female from Bedford. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Matthew Connor, a smart, strong man with a passion for star gazing. Jenna takes an instant disliking to Matthew and the spiteful way...
