A loud continuous high-pitched sound of a bell ringing, blasts from the top of a small white wooden stand, towards Olivia’s right ear, which causes a wave of tremble throughout her nerves. A little white dried drool was still visible on her face after sitting up to stop the deafening sound of her alarm. “Why did I choose this?”, she asks herself, and stretches her arms wide, but the smooth cushion and the blanket her legs touch, and send an urgent attraction in her head to go lie down again, and have a few minutes more of sleep. Olivia peeks at the time on her phone’s screen, and notices, she was ten minutes early from the time she usually rises from bed. “What!”, she yelled but lies on the bed right after, within seconds she begins to produce a series of soft snores, when all of a sudden,

