I wake up with my eyes a little heavy; I can feel it swells when I touch it with my fingertips. My sight lands on the white ceiling again; it's the only way I find peace, looking at the unknown and doing nothing. My back hurts a little when I get up, and I feel lazy. It must be a lack of sleep; if I can recall correctly, at 2 in the morning, I was still as awake as an owl.

"Angel?" Mom called out my name. She must be preparing for work at this time. It's 7 in the morning when I glance at the wall clock.

I'm not answering her and will come out when she's out for work. It's Saturday anyway.

"Angel, your breakfast is ready; help yourself. I have to go to work."

Still, I stay silent in my room so she would think I'm sle

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