I woke up the next morning feeling as if a ton of bricks had fallen on top of me while I slept. My muscles were sore and my eyes stung with the light that lit up my room through my window.
My eyes widened in surprise as I turned to look at the clock hanging from my wall. It was almost an hour to noon. I quickly got up and was surprised to find I was still wearing last night's clothes. I didn't remember when I got to my room or when I fell asleep.
I sighed and changed my blouse and put on my sneakers before heading out of the room. I walked into the kitchen, ready to grab something for breakfast but I stopped short.
"Mom?" my voice was filled with confusion. At this time she was usually working at the factory.
She turned to me, her eyes were bloodshot and shining with tears. "Good mo
