I tossed and turned until I was
finally jolted from my sleep…or lack there of.
The
beds were hard and a sheet of paper would’ve been more comfortable than the
sheets that were supposed to be designed to keep me warm at night. I shivered
in response to that.
My
head swam, trying to make sense of what was reality and what was my dream. They’d
been coming so vividly recently that they were difficult to ignore.
I
shook my head and wiped a few escaped tears away from my eyes. The sun shone in
onto the grey-colored room walls making them seem slightly less…gray.
My
heart ached. How many days had it been? I counted on my hand. Too many.
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