𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜

I had never been able to sleep well. Not since the accident at least. In the orphanage it didn't matter as much, if I couldn't sleep at night then I would just sleep during the day.  There wasn't much to do during the night however, so I would stare up at the glittering night sky.

I always thought it was interesting, especially the stars. I'd spend my nights trying to count the stars, and the days sleeping it off.

When I first got out of the orphanage there was something about the darkness that terrified me. I couldn't sleep, and it was no longer due to the noisy kids, or the terror of being beaten. It was the darkness. 

Katie had said that my fear was probably because of the time I spent alone in the darkness during the accident. When I had first arrived she bought me a cheesy nightlight with stars on it that brightened the entire room.

But as I grew older the idea of having a nightlight in my room seemed childish. So I traded it in for glow-up stars to make my own little 'night sky'.

"Mm" 

Twisting and turning a groan escaped past my lips and into the pillow. I guess I wouldn't be sleeping tonight either. Glancing at the red digits on my clock I let out another groan. 2:40.

It was two fucking forty and I am still awake. Jesus

Not to mention that tomorrow is a school day. If I didn't want to end up falling asleep in class and getting in trouble then I should do something to go to sleep...

Pulling myself out of the warmth of my sheets I stood up, eyes readjusting onto the night sky just out my window. Maybe a walk would help, or a drive.

Well, even if it didn't I suppose anything would be better then getting in trouble again. Katie being involved with my legal documents wasn't the best seeing as she didn't have any rights as my guardian.

I don't know how she had managed to get past the social workers at the orphanage and take me out of it. But whatever she had done I was thankful for.

Glancing in the mirror a frown made its way to my face. My eyes were drained with dark circles evident underneath, and my pale skin glistened under the moonlight. My hair stuck up in weird places, and no matter how much I tried to push it down ends still stuck up.

Letting out another groan I turned, making my way downstairs and into the kitchen. Glimpses of moonlight made its way through the window, lighting up the usual dim room.

Pictures scattered the walls of the kitchen. Most were of the kids who Katie had helped over the years, but there were a few pictures of Katie and I scattered about. One caught my attention.

It was a picture of Katie and eight-year-old me sitting in a theater full of stars. A wide smile etched across my face, eyes glistening. Just the thought of that day made a smile rise to my face.