Mornings

I wake up, maybe three or four times every morning. My alarm clock incessantly beeping... at first I lack the coordination to make it shut up. Then I finally manage to hit the snooze button. Peace.
*Beep* *beep* *beep* GAHHHH! I really hate alarm clocks! Snoozed again!
So comfortable and warm....
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep* Oh cruel clock! Why must you wake me from my bed for school? How I loath you....
I get up, bleary eyed and stumbling. I am not a morning person. I reach into my clothes drawer. I must remember the very important details. Like pants. Those are good to remember.
I go and sit in front of my computer, and read. But I do no understand what I am reading. My little brain workers are still on coffee break. I hate coffee.
My dad calls me down to breakfast.
YES! FOOD! I Love mornings!
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I like your story it sounds a lot like me. I hate mornings to. But I like it how you kept it going and made it a little comical as well.
hey
I like your story it sounds a lot like me. I hate mornings to. But I like it how you kept it going and made it a little comical as well .