"Wake up, you're gonna be late!"
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An annoying alarm sounded in the (favorite color)ed room, the female's eyes fluttering open to read that the numbers arranged in the circle had been demanding to be awake. Sighing softly, the object floated softly from the bedside and was thrown on the ground, the little ball that rattled between the two larger disks to create the noise had put an end to itself.
Sitting up, the female asks herself, wait, what was my dream again? Resting on the edge of her mattress, her neck rolls from one side to the other, I remember feeling trapped in rising heat. Rolling her shoulder blades and extended her arms out, the stretching had seemed to awaken her in the slightest way.
And there were plastic or cardboard cutouts all around me, and my gums' roots were pushing out my teeth. And the voice of a thousand angels said to me, "It's temporary". By now, the lass was by her calendar, where the fourth of a Wednesday read: "FIRST DAY OR HELL".
Maybe that should be my mantra; picking up a red pencil, she outlined the title of the day with a heart, as I step into what will inevitably be the worst years of my life.
As yes, off to a world in which girls are to only wear pink dresses, the schoolgirl reminded herself with a bit of disgust, heading to her closet, and boys, blue pants. Well, I dyed my uniform and embroidered flowers on the sleeves. Slightly giggling in the memory of her new look in enjoyment, she steps into the container of clothes, the door closing as she mentions, speaking of, I should probably change into my uniform right now.
Stepping out a second later, a nightgown was displayed upon her figure instead, Nah, that shit's itchy. It can wait. Closing the mirror in her bathroom, she raised her hairbrush that had a heart on the back of it to her locks of hair, Oh yea, and in my dream, you know when the air below me was sucking my teeth out of their sockets, I noticed that my front two teeth stayed. Her toothbrush was covered in the minty blue flavor, and the gap between them just kept getting larger and larger. How's that even possible? I know right? A scoff soon came after.
It's not that she absolutely hated her tooth gap, but occasionally, she did get made fun of for it. Heading to the kitchen that was connected to the living room, I wish my Mom wasn't passed out right now and could at least drive me to the bus stop. Shaking the cereal box that had this weird yeti with a yellow face and a pink outline of its facial features had been stuck, glancing into it, a chuckle rose from her mouth, "Phillipe? What are you doing in there?"
Knocking the spider out of its cardboard "home", it crawled along the mat on the table, she warned him teasingly, "Don't scare me like that." Only a few spoonfuls of the letters she poured for herself were swallowed, and eventually, her thoughts led her back to her forgetting dream, What was that angel's name again?
Abandoning her breakfast, she grabs her handle of books that are held together with a belt-like material, Was it Willy or Layla? No, I think it was Lilith.
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The birds sing and by now, the dress of (Y/N) (L/N) was placed upon her figure, her hair done and everything. The pink bus with loud kids and a drinking bus driver headed down the country roads(take me home... to the place... I BELONGGGGGGG. WEST VIRGINIAAAAAAA).
By now, (Y/N) was really uncomfortable around everyone; "Feel so sick." The girl beside her, Wanda Maximoff, meets her eyes, "I can't believe we have to do this." (Y/N) seems lost in her sight, "Do you think we'll make any friends?"
