|Mirrielle Elizabeth Rivantroz|
I heaved a deep breath, then slowly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. I tried counting ships up to a hundred through my mind, staring at the ceiling to somehow let the fairy throw its sleeping dust into my eyes so I could finally have my slumber, but… I just can’t.
My mind is wide awake. And I can’t sleep any further.
And the very reason was because of another nightmare. It was very much the same as to the last time. To be honest, that kind of dream keeps on playing on my mind every night. It causes me to wake up before the sun rises and put me in this kind of situation. Again. Then I would spend the rest of the hours waiting and waiting until the sun rises.
There were times that I could not sleep and there were times I would found myself doz
