Possession 12 - Just a Thought
Just a Thought
"Whinifred!" Bethany called from downstairs, "Whinifred the phone's for you!"
Lifting my head from the algebra homework I'd been pouring myself over I saw everything was slightly doubled. I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes trying to clear my vision. It was then that I decided that it was time for a break anyway.
I hobbled in a sloppy drunken manner, bouncing on one foot over towards the phone that was sitting on the night table by my bed. I was out of the wheelchair since Friday and using crutches. I'd spent a week and a half in that wheelchair and with the brace on my wrist; I felt I could handl
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The first light of day was pissing me off.
I could feel the morning lights warmth on my eyelids harassing me into unwelcomed consciousness.
Growling I rolled over and buried my face deep into my down stuffed pillows and tried one more time to let sleep slip back in. Unfortunately that didn't seem to be an option. My brothers insistent snoring was doing a fine job in aiding the meddling sun in pulling me away from my sleep.
I gave a grunt as I lifted my head and set my unconscious brother Alexander in a spiteful glare. He was completely out. His tangled bronzed hair burned bright orange in the morning sun, maki