Listen to me or get punished

I whined, covering my ears with my pillow as I heard a knock on my door. I shut my eyes tight wondering who was disturbing my sleep when it was barely morning. I didn’t want to open my eyes out of fear that my sleep would go away.

I was having a lovely dream of how we all went on a picnic together, how awesome and happy I was eating the lovely meal prepared by Mrs Jane while chuckling and chatting happily with Robin, Kate was there and so was my parents.

It was so lovely that I didn’t want to wake up from the dream but thanks to whoever was knocking on my door.

I threw the pillow to the door as I opened my eyes in anger. I always wanted to wake up with smiles and like those celebrities in movies, who stretch their bodies and smile while opening their eyes as they are greeted with the sunlight ray coming from the open windows and the chirping of bed.

That was far from it, instead of the chirping of bed it was the loud knocking on my door, instead of seeing the sunlight it was still dar