With eyes closed, I could feel the warmth of sunlight flooding over me while I rested. I wanted to open my eyes, however I couldn't bring myself to do it. Flashbacks of the argument I had with my parents the night before kept replaying in my mind. I said some pretty serious things, some really cruel things. I didn't WANT to say those things, but I felt they NEEDED to be said. I know most people wouldnt see it that way but I didn't care.
As I lay there, eyes still calmly shut, I wrestled with myself to get up. I stopped, took a deep breath, then slowly opened my eyes. The sunlight hit me like a stone to the head, and I had to put my hand over the sun to guard my eyes from its harsh firey rays of light. However that wasn't enough so I whipped my head to other side which was a little more shaded. I didn't seem to take in my surroundings at first enough to realize I hadn't been in the same place as before. The room I was in wasn't my own.