In My Bed

the time. My eldest son proved that he was the 10% that wouldn’t. In his defense, he had issues breathing through his nose shortly after birth, which let to many ear infections as a baby and toddler. All these issues made him wake up frequently throughout the night. As the years went by, I kept telling myself he would grow out of it as gets older. I hoped he would grow out of it. When we welcomed our second son to the family, things just got worse. I knew it was a form of jealousy. My eldest…

inch farther, she would have bled out in seconds.” My childhood growing up was different from others, causing me to grow up faster. My mom’s attention was directed almost always towards my sister, who has a mental disorder. My childhood growing up was different from others. First off, I am a twin and we both seemed like healthy, little girls. It was not always that way, until 2nd grade rolled around. Something was off about my sister, Alyssa. My mom took her to the doctors and they ran some…

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morning, let alone fall asleep at a decent time. I have every intention of going to sleep earlier each night, but my mind is still going a million miles an hour and it never ends up happening. I have experimented with quite a few ways to go to bed earlier over the years, including breathing exercises, and have found some promising results that work for me. Here are three ways to get to bed earlier while maintaining your sanity: Reducing light exposure Your body produces melatonin at…

monthly cost of living the almost same lifestyle at the Staybridge suites which would be around $3,678.30. That come to a total difference of $2,248.30 meaning one would have to pay almost double to live in this hotel rather than renting. After all my research it is obvious that it does not economically make sense to stay in an extended stay hotel rather than renting. With such a huge difference in the cost per month, the worth of staying at the hotel for a little over two months would be…

July-Day 18 I can barely pull myself out of bed today, it's cold outside the blankets that have kept me safe since my descent to dreamland where I have been since 6:30 PM. I've slept for 12 hours and I want to keep sleeping. I want to stay in bed where nothing happens to any extremes. I dreamt of lighthouses and the light it casts out over the clear blue gulf sending a signal of safety to those passing by. I wonder about all the things that are like lighthouses to me. I think of the time Alex…

night of my Cross Country meet, and piles of homework cover my cluttered desk. My watch displays the time as 10:11 P.M., and I sigh deeply knowing that I have no choice but to shove the loose papers and binders into my backpack. I finished my before bed routine, and crawl underneath my covers. With the guilt of knowing I will not reach eight hours of sleep tonight, I force my brain to shut down, and darkness envelopes me. The next day drags on and soon find myself falling captive to my bed…

pick up his morning hair on my bed as he goes lays down for his morning nap. What am I talking about, hold on let’s go to the beginning of all this? Dig Doge as the bell goes three more times like it does every day I don’t think anyone really likes the bell, as I walk in the locker room after a long day of p.e having to do 10 pushups is a nuff but having to do 50 to past your test that is just out rages I get to my locker walking over there like a bag full of sweat I open my locker with that…

rickety chair, resting in the corner. The pitch black wallpaper ridiculed with silver spider webs obscuring the majority of the walls, with the windowed wall disintegrated from the events of the world. The single bed relaxes alone in the corner of this confined space. The small abandoned bed, with its childish bright blue duvet, faded from time, neatly made mocking itself and the rest of the room with its emptiness. The dark wooden bookcase, filled with torn, old half eaten storybooks,…

beautiful, and deep affection that I felt for that place in one night so much that I wished to own it. That starry night, as I arrived home, my mailbox was open, inside a pearly envelope with a ruby seal held the title of my new Opera House. “How strange that no money was required,” I thought. But I decided not to question it. Next morning, I contentedly went to my new place. The actors, actresses, singers, musicians, and everyone welcomed me as they saw me, as if they knew who I was. They were…