10 Years Ago…
Karisma’s POV (Age 7)
I groan as I feel the warm sunlight coming through my window. I pull my blanket over my head, trying to go back to sleep.
“Time to rise and shine, little one.” A deep voice called out as a soft knock landed on the door. I mumble a response of displeasure. I never liked waking up in the morning. Especially when I was up late reading some of my favorite comics.
I feel him coming closer. “Come now, little one. I need to take you to the daycare before going to my office for work.” Papa said. I wiggled under the blankets and snuggled myself deeper into the soft fabric.
The next thing I know, I am squealing with giggles as Papa tickles me through the blankets. I hear Papa laughing as I try to jump and wiggle away from him. I almost fell from the bed, but
