Title - The Fall 🙍😢
Peyton's POV
I woke up.
I yawned.
I stretched.
I moaned.
"Today. Is?" I said as I wished.
I wished it was Saturday.
I looked beside me at my clock on my dresser next to my huge bed.
I rubbed my eyes trying to look at the clock.
I'm as blind as a bat.
I tried finding my glasses. I didn't know where they were. They could be anywhere in the house. Who knows?
They look like this :
Big right.I looked on my dresser. Not there.
I looked on my desk. Not there.
I looked in my bed in case I slept with them on. Not there.
I checked to make sure I wasn't wearing it and I am just getting even more blind. Not there.
This forced my to actually get up out of my warm comfy bed.
I tired. But I couldn't. I couldn't leave my soft, warm, super comfy bed. I just couldn't!
It was impossible.
I decided just to grab the clock.
I checked it.
"8:53 a.m. Great. My class started 23 minutes ago..... Wow." I said.
I then looked at the date. I sighed.
In relief?
It was Saturday.
Good.
I thought for a moment.
"Wow. I would of sweared it was Tuesday just yesterday. Well I do have a memory of a goldfish." I said.
I needed to find my glasses. I could see anything. "Goodbye bed." I said while brushed my tears off of my face from me sobbing.
If you haven't noticed, I am very lazy.
I looked in my bathroom and found them. I put them on then headed downstairs.
I had my phone with me.
I ran to the kitchen to get some food.
I right away, I quickly grabbed the Pop Tarts.
"Score! Strawberry! And the last one!" I said.
I closed the cabinet and my sister popped out at me.