This is a very AU story. This is actually a version of the novel I am writing, just with changed characters.
"Any idiot can face a crisis- it's day-to-day living that wears you out."
~Anton Chekhov~
My life revolves around the activities I put into it. I put my goals first and get easily aggravated if something tries to come in the way of that. I started off early. In kindergarten I was in t-ball, cheerleading, and soccer. Then I became interested in music, pushing myself at the trumpet. Introduced to me next was volleyball and track by the end of my seventh grade year. While I was dipping into sports, I had trouble with friends who had the impression they could use me then toss me aside. I would have none of that. I dealt with this, and got nothing under a B on the grading scaled k-7. 8th grade I got a 4.0, but it didn't matter. All of this is the base for my life. My struggles in the time to come.
Night is just a time in which those that have trouble sleeping can recap over our day and see all the wrong things we've done. No matter how tiny. I am one of those people. I can't seem to forget and it could even go back over months, but I always remember it later.
I find life troubling. I have with everything. Family, sleep, and school.
I go over everything I have done as I go, or try to go, to sleep. Then its constantly in my head.
I will figure out how to get it out.