No no no, please God no! These are usually the first words that leave my mouth at 6:38 in the morning, because that's when i hear the first sound of my enchanting alarm clock. I shut it off and go back to bed for exactly 4 minutes. At 6:42 the nightmare continues, i mean unfortunately not literally just metaphorically. My big double bed is located below my window, which is covered by a broken shutter, it got stuck, so the sunshines have about 2 centimeters to enter and imprint into my visual equipments called eyes. After that i just do my usual morning habits: get dressed, my outfit is sometimes very colorful and sometimes it's just dull grey,it depends on my mood. Then i get angry since i can't do my hair. Packing is the next thing in the order and teeth brushing follows that. I don't really talk to my family members in the early hours and that is because i can be very arrogant at seven am, basically i am mad at the whole world, I literally act like I'm on my period. When I'm ready then my father drives me to school. And this is how i arrive to hell. This detailed description of my morning routines might lead you to a conclusion that i hate school, but to be honest i like it when i am there, because always happens something and also the company is acceptable. I have seven or eight classes a day so I leave the building at 15:00. Afternoons I don't do anything interesting just watch series, movies and chat with maximum three people. In contrast Fethawit's life is a huge adventure, she is always on her phone, never home. She goes to practices,plays the guitar and the most interesting information about her is that she has a boyfriend. I don't really know his boyfriend, by that i mean I don't even know his name but he wrapped her round his finger. At school Fethawit can't stop talking about him and if they can't meet she becomes heartbroken. She talked about their future like a year ago when they just started their relationship. She almost arranged a wedding. All i wanna say is that she would die for him. Maybe this will be her doom.
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The Fragile Nestling
AdventureNette has been waiting for an adventure like in Baby Driver so she started to create one. It all started with gossiping about her classmate Fethawit. She didn't expect this to lead to a terrifying and yet awesome story.
