6.45 Am: A Short Story

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6.45 AM Five minutes more would be nice. Five minutes more is all I need to stay awake. And the next thing she knows is; she'll be crumbling, running from left to right, going in and out from the 10x7 square feet room. Thank God the wall was blue. Almost broke her bunny teeth when she jumped (literally) into her black skinny, squeezing the tiredness away. 8.30 AM First class of the new semester and I'm a bit late. This is nothing new though.

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