Literature
Paradichlorobenzene
As I lied in bed, I tossed and turned, haven't getting any ounce of sleep yet. My iHome was flashing the time right in front of me, as bright as the sun on a midsummer's day.
I hate rules.
What do I live for? What am I worth?
Questions bounced back and forth, boggling my mind.
I got up, stomping to my closet just mere feet away from the foot of my shrinking bed. Stripping off my pajamas, I then dressed myself in a white sailor uniform shirt, complete with a yellow tie that ran down all the way down my torso, a pair of loose black shorts that went to my knee, a pair of short white socks, a black wristband with a pair of angel wings that fi