Six o’clock I was up, jumping around, not that I could sleep with my head pounding yet I had smiled all through the night staring at nothing but darkness.
I was bathed, teeth clean as I walked up the steps and as said the kitchen was bristling with all the stuff sitting around having breakfast. I watched one take a bowl and I followed suit getting two spoons of oatmeal. I was not a fan I realized but food was food so I ate away. I gulped it all down and was the first to walk out of that kitchen. I wanted to get working so I could later go sort out my room.
I went to get my suppliers and went scrubbing.
My body was still weak, my head just pounding away so it drained all the excitement as I felt like my head was way heavy than my body but I pushed on.
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