Once upon a time Sally…

Woke up. No, not woke up as in the alarm goes off and you get out of bed. She woke up to life; To the world around her. For Sally, you see, was stuck in a rut. A rut would be a nice way of describing her fucked up life. Every day, Sally followed the same routine. She woke up and did chores, went to school, came home and did more chores. She barely ever had time for friends, and when she did have time, she was so exhausted, she just wanted to sleep. The sad thing was that Sally was a vigorous, positive person (when relieved from her every day weight-of-the-world). The day that Sally ‘woke up’ was also the day she didn’t wake up. She slept in, and without meaning to, screwed up the ’sacred’ Schedule. When she did wake up however, she didn’t jump out of bed panicked. She just lay there. Sally didn’t care. She didn’t care if she got her chores done, or if she got to school on time, or if she never woke up again. That’s when she realized that her life was destroying her. She needed to change before she was completely engulfed in darkness.