The sweet sound of robins singing in the early hours of the morning woke up Emily from her slumber. She was up long before anyone in Brighton House had even stirred, and she unfortunately found herself with nothing to do. She hadn't even gone to bed early, and yet she was the first to wake.
Outside, the sun was just beginning to appear from the horizon, bathing the sky in a warm orange and purple glow which stretched across the gradually lighting sky. Sheets of cloud spread along these colors, almost like the hands of a toddler was dragged across a canvas.
Emily watched this with wonder in her eyes, and she asked herself why she never woke up to watch the sunrise. It was the most serene thing she had ever witnessed, and she told herself that no matter what, she would have to wake up an
