Karen tossed and turned. She laid on her right side for awhile, then flopped to her left. It was no use; the sun seemed to be beaming into her room from every direction. She pulled a fluffy pillow over her head and lay completely still. She waited. Rays of sun seeped under the pillowcase and beneath her pillow. Nothing was helping! She flipped over onto her back. She was frustrated. She had been up the better part of twenty hours and wanted to go to sleep, needed to go to sleep. Her first off day in three days, and she couldn’t even get to sleep. Oh, the irony, she thought to herself. She rolled out of bed and walked over to her espresso-colored nightstand. She grabbed her black sleeping mask. She walked back over to the bed, crawled back in and pulled the mask over her face. Finally!
Her joy wouldn’t last long. It was as if the sun had slithered under her windows, into her bed and underneath her mask. “That is it!” she yelled. She yanked off her mask and climbed out of bed, pulling her cover and pillow with her.
Walking into the bathroom, she flicked on the light and inspected the tub. Once she was certain that it was dry, she turned off the light, tossed her pillow at the head of the tub and climbed in. Karen extended her legs and then pulled them closer to her. She tucked her comforter around her body as she lay in the fetal position. She lay silently for minutes. Slowly, her eyes became heavy, her breathing slowed and she was taken away to a much needed place of rest.
© Tierra Allen. All rights reserved.
Her joy wouldn’t last long. It was as if the sun had slithered under her windows, into her bed and underneath her mask. “That is it!” she yelled. She yanked off her mask and climbed out of bed, pulling her cover and pillow with her.
Walking into the bathroom, she flicked on the light and inspected the tub. Once she was certain that it was dry, she turned off the light, tossed her pillow at the head of the tub and climbed in. Karen extended her legs and then pulled them closer to her. She tucked her comforter around her body as she lay in the fetal position. She lay silently for minutes. Slowly, her eyes became heavy, her breathing slowed and she was taken away to a much needed place of rest.
© Tierra Allen. All rights reserved.
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