It was late. I know it was when I could barely feel anything in my body. I could not help but drop my bags and walk through my front door in such ease. I was very tired. Twelve hour to work and no break. I was standing the entire day and my feet are in such pain! I felt like crashing on the floor right now. I could care less about what was to happen- I need rest. I just took my shoes off and went up the stairs ignoring anything that I would really need. I just crashed right onto my bed and fell asleep- dazed off into lala land.
Sadly enough, I woke up to stare at a small little boy who started to poke my cheeks. This kid was not mine. When I tried to scream or yell at the boy, I found myself slamming back into my bed. I raise an eyebrow and felt something in my mouth as well... What the hell!? I can’t move! My blanket was rolled around my body tightly as tape secure the blanket to me. Not only that, tape was wrapped around my blanket self to the bed- ensuring no movement whatsoev