I woke up in the middle of the night, tears streaming down my face. I was wrapped up in my covers and covered with sweat. Why do these nightmares keep coming, it just doesn't make any sense. They've been happening more often in my sleep and it's starting to scare me. I rubbed my eyes and glanced at my clock, it was only 2:30 am. My day has just began and this is how it's starts,lovely. I grabbed my headphones and my iPhone and listened to my music. My definition of music is bands like Pierce the veil, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco....I think you get the point. I laid my head gently on the pillow and cried all the pain I had built up inside me from my sadness...of inothing. Then I closed my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.
"Emma! You need to get up your gonna be late for school!" My mom yelled at me. I jumped and turned over in my bed and moaned. I forgot I was in high school. "Ok mom" I said half awake. I got up and slowly stumbled to the kitchen. My mom was standing there with a cheery smile on her face.how can she be so happy like that everyday?. "Honey try to eat fast, you need to get to school before your late" she said. Once I ate my breakfast, put on my T-shirt and jeans, put on my makeup, and grabbed my book bag i headed to school with my mom driving me. We lived 10 minutes from Howarson high school. I tried to tell my mom that I would be easier if I would just walk but she argues that it's not safe and I can get hurt and that if I were to have a seizure no one could help. That's right I'm prone to seizures. I don't have epilepsy or anything like that I just have a higher chance of having one than you do.
We finally pulled up to the school and I told my mom goodbye. "Have a good day and be positive!". I smile back, to make her happy. Then she drove off and I began to feel guilty for my pathetic lie I had just showed.
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Fiksi RemajaEmma has honest trustworthy friends,a good reputation, straight As student, and a love for marching band, but she has a secret that no one knows about: depression. She thinks there's no cure....until Harley Baker came along.