Sleeping at Last

The breeze blew tremulously stirring up the sage-green sheer curtains that hung from the small oak window. The spring breeze fluttered around the small square room making it larger than it really was. There was no music, no birds, no cars, no...people. No, there was just one person.
A girl.
What was the girl doing all alone? No music,no chatter, no horns, no rain. What was she doing?
Well, she was doing what she always did. Laying in the middle of her tiny twin bed, sleeping.
Sleeping?
Why, yes, sleeping. It was a only one of the things she loved most about living alone. There was no one to bother her what she wanted to sleep the day or night away. Though it was almost about time for her to stir awake.
She's going to wake up soon?
Mhm. Now, lets watch her for awhile, shall we?
Yes, I would like that very much.
The sleeping girl would almost resembled a sleeping bear cub began to stir as if on command. The sage green cloud-like blanket began to make small noises that floated on the breeze that hadn't stopped flowing through the room as if to chill her awake.
"Mmm." Sniffles followed soon after with the shifting of the blanket covered cub moaned and groaned with the aches of stiff muscles. The sunrise had begun a little bit ago and the sunlight was beginning to kiss the top of the cubs curly head.
A low whine comes from the green mass until a unruly head of dark brown and amber curls sat up abruptly. The blanket fell from her shoulders revealing the most abrupt view of nothing. The girl was clad in the largest t-shirt that it swamped her entirely. It was nothing special as the girl was nothing special.....