Finding Home

A Start

    She sat on a chair by her window. Staring. Staring into nothingness. Bery was thinking about life. 

All of the sudden: CRACK! CRRAAACK! 

    Something was coming.

    Bery didn't know what to do. She then rushed to her nightstand. Searching. Where is it?!, she thought to herself. Finally, she found her deleting bubble gun and came to sit in her chair in front of the now cracked window. And waited. Waited. GRRR!!! She rose from her chair and saw the monster waiting. Waiting to pounce and eat her up for good. And it did. The monster pounced through the glass and-

    Bery woke up. She felt for tears on her face. Instead, it wasn't tears, it was her dog's slobber. "Sirius Lee?!," she complained to her German Shepherd. She rose up from her position on her bed and let her feet softly hit the green carpeting in her outside-themed room.
    VVVVVVVVVV!!!! Her phone vibrated on her nightstand. When Bery checked it, her phone had over 113 notifications from her friends texting each other in the group chat. "C'mon guys," she complained. Bery took her phone, put on her kitty slippers, and walked to the kitchen to eat breakfast and watch Good Mythical Morning: Revived.