The Beginning of the End

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   A familiar sound fades into the background as I recognized the faint rhythm of that chime. I ignore the low ringing as I proceed to close my chocolate coated eyes, as my cold fingers brush along the,pastel green, bedsheets gently. 

   Suddenly, the noise grew louder now its ringing in my head, unable to keep me from my sleeping state as before. The chime now blaring, filling the empty halls with echoes, as my eyelids slowly begin to hitch open, my mouth releasing a low groan. My fingers feel around the oakwood desk, as my senses take in every feature, the soft covers caressing my quite unpleasingly chubby body.

  The faint smell of cola pop filling the bland room, the air tastes fresh, like cherry blossoms filling the night sky and I sigh pleasingly. My senses filling with calming emotions, as I stare groggily at the black alarm clock, now still, cold, and unmoving. I get out of my comforting bed and run my fingers through my dark golden rusty curls, and slowly rub the back of my neck, fliching at the unwelcomed cold.

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