Dull Day

Literally staring at my clock inside of my room, hearing each second go by, tick, tick. The day is hot and very tedious with nothing to do. A early engagement was fun and exciting. but brings no hope in anyone saving me from this terribly boring and dull day. I remember the fun days of summer, going with my friends to the mall, taking trips a long way from home and adventures of a twelve year old. But it seems that those hey days of summer are long over. Still with my mustache slippers on its almost like I didn't even get out of bed. Now my mind runs wild, “Is this going to last forever?” I ask myself. “Am I going to die?” These thoughts seem to becoming more and more realistic.

“Maybe its nice weather outside,” I step outside and the 94 degree heat hits me like a moving train. I am listing to my dads classic rock album from downstairs. Then I crash to the floor. I get back up fifteen minutes later and start to just count. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,33,34,35,36,100. Over and over again. My head is starting to hurt along with my feet and legs. I can even see the posters move in my room, am I crazy? drugged? half way asleep? All good guesses but I'm just bored!

Noah Reynolds