I glance over at the clock to see it just pass 12:01. It's too late for this, I need to get out of this schedule. I look over to the stack of school books which causes a wave of guilt to go over me and tell myself "I will get it done". For my mind to mock me ...eventually.
Sleep. Dreamless. I mean who can have an actual dream in 15 minutes of sleep. Sure as hell not me. But hey, at least it isn't one of those nightmares that have become far too common for my mind to handle. Woken up by footsteps up the stairs, I open my eyes to see that it is still quite dark outside. Mom sits on the foot of my bed and questions how much of my overdue homework is done. I tell her not much but before she can continue to yell at me I try to explain the events that have caused such the lack of progress. "Come on, (nmn).Why do have this thing about you where you refuse to do your work. Is that it? Are you just going to continue to not do your work? You are so useless. Why do I even bother"
