5 Am, I am constantly thinking about how many days we have until our next break. I daydream that I finished all my finals, I can enjoy my well deserve break. Then, it is near six and my mother heads downstairs to make breakfast. I get up from my comfy bed and is great by the cold air of my room. I drag myself outside my room to wake up my brother and eat breakfast. I eat fast, so I can rush upstairs to clean myself. Afterwards, I lay back down in my bed, to savor the minutes I have left before I go to school. I take out the clothes I prepared earlier, put them on before rushing out the door. I’m so certain, I have enough energy to last me the day.
