Megan's pov
As I settled into the soft, plush comfort of my room, I tried to quiet my racing thoughts. But the memory of Mr. and Mrs. Smith's invitation kept replaying in my mind, like a song that I couldn't get out of my head. I knew I should try to clear my mind and relax, but it seemed impossible.
My thoughts were swirling like a storm, leaving me feeling restless and unsettled. The upcoming vacation lingered like a sweet melody in the air. I don't know what to think of, I wanted my mind to be blank for a while, but it was very impossible.
'Very impossible' I smiled tiredly with my eyes closed. A newfound vocabulary.
Another thought soon intruded, pushing its way to the forefront of my mind. It was a thought that I had been trying to avoid, but now it demanded my attention. I wasn
