I have never had a deep sleep like this for the past seven years. It was indeed a well-rested night. But as soon as I tried to move out of the bed, I suddenly feel something’s squeezing both of my temples. My headache is killing me. I didn’t know to drink that sweet cocktail is poison. Now I am so dead. I can’t even move a bit because I feel so dizzy. Maybe a few more minutes in bed could help me from this pain. So I just tuck in myself again under the comforter. I took a deep breath trying to relax my mind but this scent is different. This comforter and this fluffy bed I am lying at are so unfamiliar. Or maybe my mom uses a new fabric softener. But how come my bed became so comfortable? Or maybe I was just not feeling well so I appreciate even more my bed. Wait, how did I manage to go hom
