Morning Wake Up
© all rights returned from Monica P 2012
May stretched. She smiled to the day. It was a calm morning. It was cool. The Autumn wind was on the air. It made her feel good to feel it. The brisk floated from under the hem of the window. She could feel it tickle her skin. It made her want to shiver.
“Cool mornings have their downside;” she muttered in grumble, before she squirmed.
She didn't even feel like getting up. Sure she knew there was school and what not, but it was the unimportant part of school. It was the end of the final year, when all she went there for was to talk and participate in educational activities until the week was through.
“It's kids school;” she muttered as she smiled a little before she began to wrinkle her nose.
She only had one more week of fun and games left. Then it was time to quit school. May wrinkled her nose as she thought about college. She wasn't sure about it. She didn't know what to do. She was going to go there for a business degree. However her mind felt as though it wanted to flop. She no longer felt as though she had a brain after her final year of cramming. She felt burnt out. She felt as though she wanted to throw the books. She didn't feel like doing what she had to do. She wanted to let go and fly free.
“Free..” May muttered as though it were a joke. “What eighteen year old is free?” she questioned as she narrowed her eyes as she thought about the world that man had made, and all of its books.