Why I will not get out of bed.

I lay in bed, my eyes trying desperately to close as my alarm clock screams its whiney buzz in my right ear. "Why should I get out of bed?" I think as I read the blue glowing numbers on the alarm clock that still won't shut up. I can hear the rain outside splattering fat raindrops against my window. I realize now just how warm and cozy my blankets are as I reach out to hit the snooze button. My fingers click against the cold plastic as a groan of irritation escapes my lips.

Cold.

I peek over at my bedroom door and see that no other lights are on in the house...odd. I look back and forth between the alarm clock and the door and make my decision. I stretch my arm out and hit the off button on my alarm clock before it can yell at me again and yank the blankets up to my chin, muttering about how today will be considered my senior skip day and how dreams are a whole lot better than reality.