Sleep Descriptive Writing

I feel, cold. I am swarmed by my surroundings. They pound away at my head and I can only sit here, helpless, unable to breathe, drowning. I wake up in bed. I have thin layers on but I am still scorching. A thick layer of sweat keeps me stuck to my bed sheet. A tear rolls down my face and drips from my face to the ground. It is so dark that I can’t tell whether my eyes are open or closed. My head swivels over to my alarm clock. It reads 12:04. I could’ve sworn it was morning. I lay there for what seems like an eternity, until I finally drift asleep. My mother wakes me up and my vision is blurry. I soon can make out that it is still dark out. But this time, it was morning. “Get up honey, you have to be at the high school by 7,” hollered my mother. I sit up and rub my eyes. It almost slipped my mind that today was Nationals, the competition that mattered the most. I slump over to the bathroom and get ready, I have to be on my A game …show more content…
It all comes down to the last song, if we perfect it we might win. I see the drum major silently count off and I am ready. I was ready to put on my A game. As I begin to march I glance up to the stands for a split second, and out of the thousands of people up there I instantly spot her. How is this even possible? Everyone is a blur up there because they are so far away, yet I know for a fact it is her. My world freezes again and I start to panic. I try and force myself to snap out of it, but it doesn’t work. I have no idea what will happen next. I finally come to my senses in the stands. What? How can that be! There is no way I got undressed from my uniform and followed the band all the way up here while I was hallucinating. I am so confused and I don’t know what to do. But for once, I make an executive decision to just ignore it. It can’t be to hard, right? Well I was wrong. It pestered my mind for the entire time other bands competed. Why does this always happen to