Pointless, plotless, drabble starring Gwen. (actually this was a assignment from a class last year that I wrote :P) But you know I like it anyway.

I'd sit in my room. The rain pouring outside the window. The lights off, no brightness, just the dim glow coming in through the blinds hanging on my window. Yet another gloomy day. Nothing going right, nothing changed. Everyone else off doing something to entertain themselves, like; my mom watching TV, my step-dad playing a videogame with my little brother. My little sis on the computer listening to Justin Bieber.

I don't mind being alone, I like the quiet. It seems almost peaceful without anyone trying to bother me. I'd lie on my bed, my eyes closed, and just listen to the rain. People say they don't know how I do it. They don't understand how I can lie still and do almost nothing. My family, friends, most of the time they always want to keep moving. They have to do something to keep themselves entertained, moving around and about. I don't see it that way.

I turn on my iPod, letting the music take me off. I'll drift into the inner sanctum of my mind. Letting me, for a while, be in a world of peace. No worries, no stress, just pure bliss. Even if the day was terrible. I'll put on some music, and strangely enough, this makes me feel better about my day. For me, this is my sanctuary. Where I don't have to worry about the stress of life, where I can just relax and be at peace with the world. Blocking out all the negative things, and reflecting on the positive.

Sometimes I'll do my work by the fading light, or maybe reading a good book. Sometimes I'll take my sketchbook and let the music inspire me. Just sit there and let my imagination take over. Maybe I'll end up with a masterpiece, or even just a few silly doodles. My full concentration on what I'm doing at that moment. The silence letting me think freely and to my full potential.

People don't understand it at all. I do. The world and the people in it, to me are full of noise. Always being louder than they really need to be. Some probably couldn't stay silent even if the fate of all humanity depended on them. I think it's a bit unreal.

Sometimes when I'm in my little sanctuary, it's like my family even forgets I'm home. Occasionally my own mother needs to peek in on me just to know I'm there.

"Just checking to make sure you're alive in here." She'll say. I roll my eyes and giggle at the little comment and then she'll leave again until it's time for dinner.

My life is simple, I enjoy simple things. Nothing too crazy happens to throw me off, nothing to disturb the peace of my little world. I don't really care for facebook. I've lost interest in most television. They just don't appeal to me as much as they did when I was younger.

I'll sit there in my room listening to Evanescence, Flyleaf, whatever comes up, and lie back as the sounds around me are shut out. The dim grey light, fades to darkness as the evening approaches. Strangely enough, I enjoy sitting in the dark as well. It's kind of calming to me. My eyes fighting to stay open as night falls. The comfort of my pillow making it that much harder to stay awake.

Then sometimes, when my will to stay up is broken, I'll drift off into a comfortable, welcoming, sleep and wake-up in the early morning, earphones still in, book in hand, dressed in the clothes from the day before. The reality of a new day sinks in. Sitting in up in bed I smile thinking of the new day. Maybe this day will be better than the previous one, or possibly even worse. Though I know, that even if the promising looking morning turns for the worst, I can always return in the evening. To my perfect little sanctum.

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