When I woke up, I decided I was going to walk to school.
I mean, it's not like I never did. I usually walked home, not counting the begining and end of the school year because it was too hot. The winters didn't bother me much, surprisingly.
But in the mornings, I rarely put up the effort to walk. That was mainly because I had the extra couple minutes on the bus to do procrastinated work or simply sleep. It just wasn't worth it, in my eyes.
Naturally, things were different now.
So, I left about twenty minutes earlier than I usually did.
Mornings are a bittersweet thing for me. I find the fog, dew, and songbirds soothing, for some reason. The air isn't filled the smells humans create. Instead, it's clean and clear. For me, nothing is better than being out early enough to see the sun rise and darkness disappear. Of course, the sun was already almost up at this point, but hey; it's the thought that counts.
I can name a couple bitter aspects of mornings, too. There's the obvious; it involves waking up, which can be a horrible experience at best. Sometimes, such as in fall and winter, mostly, it's too cold. I can deal with the icy temperature, but I don't know anyone who thinks it's comfortable.
It was a good morning, though. Not cold, but not exactly warm either. Lots of fog. Everything was wet. The sun was up, so it wasn't impossible to see. Bird songs mingled together in the air. Perfect 10.
I used the streetlights, which were still on, to guide me. I knew from where they were placed where the turns were. The rest, I just used my memory.
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I got to the school building quicker than I imagined I would.
I walked through the front doors, earlier than I usually was. I silently made my way...well, nowhere, really. I had no desire to go anywhere yet, but I didn't want to stay in one place either.
I paced and thought things over. Everything.
What could I do? I couldn't go anywhere. Restaurants and other places costed money. As of now, it was Allowanceville; population, zero.
So that was out of the picture.
I couldn't just do nothing. That wouldn't go down well, obviously.
But it was looking like nothing was heading my way.
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I came through the front door frustrated.
I'm pretty sure most of you know that coming home angry is not a good way to end your day. Most of the time, this day included, a pulsing pain will push its way through my head along with my emotions. And the longer I go without food or sleep, the worse the headache gets.
It's hard to do anything when you're in pain, though.
So in the end, I gave in.
I flopped into bed and dimly watched the dying sun, which sprayed colors all across the sky and into the world. And as I saw that, I made a choice.
I had figured out what I was going to do.
I was going to decide tomorrow.
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Oh my gods, this is short and took way too long.
I would have gotten it out earlier, but I was working on Nemesis .
(Please check it out? Nemesis - The Girl With Two Souls -)
Anyway, this is too short. I'll try to make the next one longer. (You're done with my shit, I know it.)
Goooodbye.
[*Flounces away*]
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