Tuesday, September 7, 2010

When I wake up...

When I wake up, I wake up pretty fast. My dad comes in knocks on the wall, turns the lights on, and tells me to jump in the shower. While I get up I hear him in the room across the hall struggling to wake up my two youngest sisters. They are the heaviest sleepers in our household. You can yell their name and shake them, and they still wont wake up. Anyways, I jump in the shower and I take the hottest shower. When I get out the walls are sweating, the mirror is fogged up, and the steam is so thick you can hardly see through it. Waking up is nothing for me, the problem is staying up.

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