Chapter 1- Insomnia

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, it was still dark. I glanced over at the glowing hands of the clock on my wall,

4.15am.

4.15am?

I'd slept for all of 30 minutes

I rolled over and laid still in the darkness my eyes clamped tightly shut, willing my body to relax so I could get back to sleep. After 15 minutes, I gave up; I clearly wasn't going to get any more sleep.

Great. I grimaced.

Today was going to be really horrible, I could just feel it.

I flung back the covers, silently slipping out of my cluttered bedroom, and padded down the long hallway, carefully avoiding several creaky floorboards. I didn't want to wake Charlie.

Once inside the bathroom, I looked at the girl staring back at me in the mirror. There were large, dark, bluish coloured circles under her brown bloodshot eyes, her dark long hair standing at odd angles. The harsh fluorescent light was making her already pale skin almost transparent.

I sighed

Today was going to be really really horrible.

I took a shower, hoping that it would help with the awful way I looked. The hot water gave me some colour in my cheeks, but the dark circles were stubborn. And as I've learnt from past experience no amount of concealer can hide these badboys.

I crept back to my room and opened my cluttered closet, pulling out the first thing my hands touched, an oversized black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I wasn't really into the whole fashion aspect of high school. I wore what was comfortable. My close friends tease me about it all the time. But hey, it's only high school and in a few months I was out of Forks high and hopefully into one of the top art schools around.

I drew back the curtains and stared out into the darkness, I could just see the horizon turning a deep blue, the sun would be up soon and I would have a full day of school ahead of me. I pulled my sketch book out from underneath my bed, opening it at my most recent sketch. I picked up the pencil and began to draw.

Sketching was something I did to help pass the time while I was awake, and when everyone else in the state was sleeping.

I guess I really should thank my insomnia, without all the extra hours I had to practice drawing I wouldn't be the artist I was today.

But still, insomnia was still a massive pain in my ass, at school I was barley able to function. I would have blood shot eyes and dark circles under my eyes, I was irritable, and hardly spoke to anyone outside my small circle of friends unless it was absolutely necessary.

After a few weeks looking like a train wreck, I was called into the guidance counsellors' office on more then one occasion and they had questioned me on whether I had a drug problem. I don't

I was working my ass off on keeping my grades up, I tried to take all the notes I needed and pushed though the tiredness in the important lessons, and worked though the night on whatever school work needed to be done.

I wasn't always this bad, my body would allow me to finally sleep after 2 days at the most, but it had gotten worse since…

I stopped my mind from thinking about it. I did not need to that lingering in my head today.

I sketched until the sun tried to break through the clouds, unsuccessfully I might add. It was going to be another dull day in Forks.

Hey everyone, so as you can see I've decided to delete the old chapters and resubmit new ones, I know they are not that different from the originals, I just wasn't that happy with them.

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