Waking Up
Waking up,
Calmly,
Yawing as if there was no tomorrow,
My eyes slowly getting comfortable to light,
I walk to the bathroom slowly,
My feet are cold
And my heart warm.
I put on the clothes I choose last night,
Unplug my computer,
Placed it on my backpack,
And then walk downstairs.
Patiently waiting for my mom to cook breakfast,
As I waited in the kitchen area,
I shouted, “Mom, it’s already seven ten”!
But my voice just echoed in the silence of the house.
Time passed and it was already seven twenty in the morning, too late.
With as much weakness as possible I went upstairs.
My mom was still sleeping and hadn’t woken up.
I gently moved my arm and tried to move her.
When my hand first touched her shoulder, I was confused.
My mom was freezing , yet covered in numerous amounts of blankets.
I gently moved her again, but she didn’t move,
What was going on?, I thought to myself.
I was terrified, what should I do,
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Photo by: Dani Luna