Shari Townsend

Octavia

“Octavia, Time to get up for school”, my mom called. I groaned into my sheets ugh “5 more minute’s mom!” I yelled in return. I heard her laugh and walk away. I hated mornings they always come to quickly and last to short. I wanted to stay wrapped in my goose down blanket. It was warm and I felt safe. I sighed I knew if I didn’t get up my mom would come back and practically drag me out of bed by my feet with as much enthusiasm as a sloth I got up, “Man, I got to pee” I thought to myself as I made my way across the hall into the bathroom. Our house wasn’t a huge one, it was cozy and cute like a little fairytale cottage. One bathroom two bedroom all so close together the doors almost touched. I didn’t mind living in this house I loved it. Big houses scared me, and you never knew what could be in them. After I did my business.