Morning I hated mornings!

When the clock started ringing in the morning, all I wanted to do was shove it against a wall or something. The song was something about how the crow became a raven my moms way of making a joke about our unique situation. Grumbling, I got up, bumping into every piece of furniture on my way to the bathroom. Sometimes I wonder if Id survive the trip if the bathroom wouldnt be right next door. Sure enough I manage to wake up even the dead, or in my case, stir them up a little occupational hazard, you see Thankfully, dad had made sure the floor was dry, or I wouldnt be going to school today, after all. Now, dont go around imagining that Im a total klutz, its just that Im not a morning person Most times, Leila, my best friend, even envies me for my coordination, but of course, she doesnt know I had my nature to thank for it