I dream like no other. I just love to sleep and dream. But there is a bad ending to every good story. In this case, waking up. Those same three knock on my door my nanny always makes. I just hate it. I keep the anger to myself.
At first I just ignore it thinking it is a senseless part of my dream, but then those stupid annoying three knock again. Only difference, it is louder. Much louder. That is when I wake up and say:
"I'm up!!" With one eye opened and one eyed closed. That's my wake up routine for every day, well, the majority of them. Sometimes their is the bucket of doom day. It's when I don't wake up and my nanny bring this purple bucket and spills it in my face. And there are the days when she just puts the radio right next to my ear, full volume. Welcome to my wake up life.
As you can see, I hate waking up. And I will probably will never like waking up. That is just me.
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