Wilow Huntington shrugged her bag on her shoulder, pushing past numerous people in the hallway. Keeping her eyes glued to the floor, she turned her iPod up louder, blocking out the laughter and happiness of a passing group throwing something around. It was a silly thing, happiness. Such a naive thing to feel, lifting your spirits up, playing around like that in life without a care in the world. Wilow sighed. If only they knew what life would do to them in the end. Of course, though, it wasn't nearly Wil's end; but it sure felt like it.
Wil yawned and changed her iPod to a more energetic song -- When Your Heart Stops Beating by +44. Last night a new baby got taken in, and it would not. Stop. Crying. In turn, it woke the other three babies in the home up. By Midnight, everyone was awake, and with the caretakers, 'Nan' and 'Pap', being 70-years-old and needing their sleep, the two oldest children were trusted in getting the kids back to sleep. The oldest of course included Tom, 18, and Wilow, 17. So Wilow and Tom spent hours trying to coo the children back to sleep, ending up with them going back to sleep at 5:30 in the morning, allowing Wilow only a two and a half hour's sleep. Today she had a Math and Science test as well... Wil no longer had time for imagination.
Wilow walked into her English class and took a seat in the back, away from everyone else. Looking at the clock and discovering she had 15+ minutes until class started, she started contemplating the thought of having a little nap before having to read either Of Mice and Men or The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, both of which she could swear she's read earlier. She leaned back, turning her music up, and closed her eyes.
Wil yawned and changed her iPod to a more energetic song -- When Your Heart Stops Beating by +44. Last night a new baby got taken in, and it would not. Stop. Crying. In turn, it woke the other three babies in the home up. By Midnight, everyone was awake, and with the caretakers, 'Nan' and 'Pap', being 70-years-old and needing their sleep, the two oldest children were trusted in getting the kids back to sleep. The oldest of course included Tom, 18, and Wilow, 17. So Wilow and Tom spent hours trying to coo the children back to sleep, ending up with them going back to sleep at 5:30 in the morning, allowing Wilow only a two and a half hour's sleep. Today she had a Math and Science test as well... Wil no longer had time for imagination.
Wilow walked into her English class and took a seat in the back, away from everyone else. Looking at the clock and discovering she had 15+ minutes until class started, she started contemplating the thought of having a little nap before having to read either Of Mice and Men or The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, both of which she could swear she's read earlier. She leaned back, turning her music up, and closed her eyes.