The girl with walls and the wondering boy

Intro

I'm sitting here. In this place I call "my bedroom". At night I stare looking around it. My mind wanders and I turn into a whole new person. A person that's entirely different from me in the daylight. My "bedroom" is pitch black. My window are open. It creates some light to come in and reflect of my walls. The shadows of the cold bare trees are placed in my room on top of my closet door. Then again, I wander. I wonder about things that will never happen in reality. things that hurt to wander about. When ur expecting a baby girl but then it turns out to be a boy. Or how you try to make the wining basket in a game but continue to fail. it hurts. It hurts to have a mind where at night, you think of all the things that are impossible. *ring* *ring* "ughh" I wine, as my alarm continues to go off. I hear my mother shouting "Liv! Get your butt up right now or your gonna be late to school again!". I slide out bed groaning. School makes me so sick. I rather get run over by a school bus three hundred times then go to that hell hole. "I'm hurrying!" I scream, as I rush to get on the clean set of clothes I had set out from the night before. Today I'm wearing a pair of skinny black jeans that fit just perfect. A burgundy red long sleeve sweater, with this really ccccute silver kendra Scott. Also of course I had to wear some black combat boots to match the fit. "LIV I SWEAR , IF YOU DONT HURRY UP I WILL COME GET YOUR ASS AND BRING IT DOWNSTAIRS!", shouted mom. "IM COMING MOM, OMG CHILL!". I swear, my mom is something else.