caitlyn
The sheets rustled as I turned back and forth, attempting to find just that sweet, comfortable spot before sleep. My nose was running, my head was aching, and I knew this was doomed to be a long night.
Sunlight shines down, down, down through the branches, leaving the ground below mottled with gold.
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