Jane Smith

If You’re Listening, I’m Ok

Waking early enough to catch the bus on a school day is definitely one of Janes least favorite memories. Dad would always come in acting as her alarm. Yelling from the doorway half asleep himself, “Hey, wake up! I’m only going to tell you once!” Jane would often hop right up until he made his way back to his own bedroom. Then she’d crawl right back into those warm sheets. “Why do I have to go? Can’t I sleep 10 more minutes?”...... SPLASH! Jane woke to a bucket of water being poured on top of her. “I told you once already!” , her dad yelled. She was up.