Mackenzie woke up witha stretch and a yawn, reaching over and hitting the snooze on her alarm clock. As soon as she saw the sunlight hit her eyes, she laid back down on her pillow. Mackenzie had a sleeping disorder, so she couldn't fall asleep at night until her eyelids wouldn't stay open, which usually took long enough for her to be up until 2:00am. Mackenzie also hated going to school, and since it was a Monday, she didn't really have a choice.
"Wake up sweetie." Her mom whispered, poking her head throught the crack of an slightly opened door. Mackenzie groaned. "Mom, I dont feel well." She lied. Her mom sighed. "No, your not, your tired because you didn't take your sleeping pills last night." Her mom confronted her. Mackenzie groaned again, and curled up into a ball. "My stomach.." She moaned. Mackenzie mom just clenched her teeth. "If your that sick, then you can stay in bed all day." She replied angerly. When Mackenzie's mom left her room, Makenzie relaxed back into a laying position.
Mackenzie's mom was right of course, Mackenzie didn't want to go to school not only because she was tired, but because she had a hard school life that included a lot of bullying. Mackenzie was ina fight with her best friend, and she was getting called names that would make a grown man cry. Mackenzie stod up and looked in the mirror beside her bed. Mackenzie played with her long, dark brown hair and chocolaty brown eyes. Mackenzie's fair complexion worked well with her freckled noses and cheeks. Mackenzie was tall for her age, and because of her high metabolism, very light and skinny. Her height and weight were just some of the reasons she was picked on, and she didn't want to be called any sort of name, or physically violated ever again, so she stayed home as often as possible.
Mackenzie quickly swept her hair to one side of her head and layed back down her her small bed, in her small room. Her room was tiny, like her entire house in general, but because Mackenzie is the youngest she got the smallest room. She never got why when she, her mother and her sister moved to the large but walkable town of Feverwood, she got the smallest room. She was 13, and her sister was 15, but she was still taller then both her mother and her sister. Mackenzie stared at the ceiling, thinking of what she could do to enjoy her school free day without proving her mom right that she wasen't sick.
