Early in the morning, your first thought is to go back to sleep. If you're an introverted, book-loving, art fanatic like me it is a tempting thought. Since my school year starts pretty late in the year I usually wake up before the sun. At that time it's always pitch black, very easy to bump into a bedpost or dresser. A daily routine of navigating my way through the house with no light is a struggle. I became a master ninja at not making a sound and swaying past obstacles. I am only one awake so I would have to iron my own clothes and make my own breakfast. At first, it was annoying and frustrating, I would constantly think to myself on how I shouldn’t have to go through this stress. It was hard for me to accept the change. Before High School my grandma would wake me for school. I would get up take a shower my clothes already ironed my breakfast on the table. That time I was always carefree; I had time to be lazy. It was different in high school, becoming responsible. Getting up a 5:00 am, carrying myself to school, then I would get home at 7:00. Not having time for homework or relaxing is horrible. My typical routine for the beginning of freshman year was; sleep, waking up, getting …show more content…
Those times when I had get up, alone.Had to eat breakfast in a long silence, the rides to school. Something changed , it was the beginning of March and when I woke up it wasn’t the usual shroud of darkness. It was the beginning of the sunrise, almost like it was saying good morning. For the first time, I smiled in the morning. Yes I was still alone in the morning, I still had to eat breakfast by myself, but when I left my door I was amazed. For the first time, while I waited for my bus to take me to school, the sun was rising. As it rose surrounding itself in the morning glow it was radiating, like a glowing bright purple halo. For the first time I was glad to be able to wake up to see such a beautiful