I rustle in bed, I spin and spin. I can't get to sleep, so many thoughts going through my head. Like, what homework I haven't done, what time is it, how my mom's doing in heaven... etc. I finally calm down and get all the thoughts out of my head. I slowly shut my eyes, for some reason I resisted, and I actually tried and keep my eye's open. I failed myself, and my eye's shut. I was out cold. My dream was amazing, my crush fell in love with me and we were dating, I got a dog, and I lived in a huge house. My new boyfriend and I were at the mall, he just bought me this beautiful dress... It was a greyish black, with some lace around the bottom. He was saying things, but I couldn't understand, I felt so happy. Then this loud overpowering noise started beeping, everyone was running out for the mall. It was the fire alarms, there was a fire. I was running as fast as possible, I tripped. I opened my eye's, and I was back in reality. For a second I thought my dream was real.
I woke up, I uncovered myself. Right, when I took the blanket off my leg felt this cold sheet of air hit my legs, I shivered I finally have the confidence to get up out of bed into the cold air. It takes me a minute to get used to the air. Again I shiver. I walk over to my closet and look at my clothes. I eventually chose my outfit, blue jeans and this shirt that is purple with lace around my neck... I take my clothes and walk into my bathroom. I take off my clothes and walk into the shower. I turn it on. While in the shower I think many things, stuff not important. I turn the shower off after I'm done. I walk out of the shower and put my towel on. It's my favorite towel because it's soft and it's my favorite color, blue. I dry myself off, and I start putting on my clothes. I get my makeup on. I jump, my alarm goes off again. My bus will be here in 10 minutes. I hurry and finish the makeup that I just messed up! I then sprint down the steps and see my dad passed out in the chair again. I whisper to myself "He must have had fun getting drunk last night". I make my lunch and walk out the door. The bus was waiting. I ran to it, and I made it.
Finally, I made it to school. I walked out of the bus, tired as hell. I see my best friends, they were all waving at me. I haven't seen some of them since last school year! I ran up to all of them and hugged all of them. We all talk about our summer, and what we are doing this weekend. The bell rang, we all again hugged. Then ran to our classes, I looked at my schedule. I have math, great! To tell you guys the truth, I absolutely HATE math. Last year I got a D minus! The reason i didn't get an F is that I retook the last test that we did. Anyways, I walk into the math room. It was packed, and I saw no one I liked in this room. I thought to myself "Welp, this is going to be a GREAT year!!". I walk over to the back of the class and sit down. No one's near me, and that's fine cause I HATE everyone in this class. Again the bell rang. Class started.
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I'm Okay
Non-FictionA story about my life, but some added things to make it more interesting. The girl in this story could be anyone, but it's supposed to me. She has some problems in her life, some up and downs. She has good things in her life. She has a normal life t...