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~Insomnia~

Paranormal

This is a story about a girl in the eighth grade named Paris. Paris is a ballerina, she's really rich, and her house is s. comfortable you could probably mistake it for heaven. But she never sleeps. It's not that she has a phone by her bed that she...

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by Capricorn_Topaz

by Capricorn_Topaz

"Dad? Ballet lessons start soon! You have to drive me!" I demand. I quickly fix my hair even more than mother did. At least she tried.
"Honey, can we just not do it today?"

WHOA WHOA WHOA

Can we just not do it today?

Here come the screams. "NOOOOO! Today is a big rehearsal!"

I always get what I want.

After Rehearsal, I plop down on my bed. I'm tired. Actually.... I think I'll practice a little bit here in my room.

I can't WAIT to be the black swan in swan lake. I'll be absolutly amazing.

At bedtime, I lay down on my bed, all comfy cozy, ready to sleep.

I said, ready to sleep.

READY. TO. SLEEPPPP.

I couldn't my eyes would not fall to a semi-permanent closed position, as usual.

I couldn't sleep. Nothing I did worked. No, I don't want to try those awful sleeping pills because Gigi told me her dad got addicted to those. Ew.

Ugh. I need to sleep for my audition Tomorrow. Sleep Paris, sleep.

Nothin'. What are we going to do. I could just grab my phone. It's in the next room.

I quietly step into the next room where we keep all our phones charging. I looked at the percentage.
Yes! 100%! Let's go!

I look up tips on my ballet, make-up tips, and hair tips.

Ugh 1:34. I want to sleep. Then again, i kind of... Don't.

You know what? Who needs sleep? Not me! Sleep is for the weak! Am i weak? No! I'm an amazing dancer with straight A's. I don't need sleep. Ever again.