turtur6

"Erin" the familiar voice echoed through the darkness, "Erin get up. You're going to be late!" I rolled onto my side, away from the voice, wrapped within a tangle of bed sheets and blankets. Ignoring the voice I plunged deeper into sleep, enjoying the emptiness. I felt a soft hand shake my shoulder gently, attempting to rouse me from my dreams. Reluctantly, I slowly opened my eyes, scanning my surroundings, disorientated and slightly confused. Shakily, I lifted myself up on my elbows, feeling just how tight and exhausted my aching muscles were.  For a moment I began to panic, as if I had no idea where I was, until my memory caught