Here is where I will give you the intro to my Creative Nonfiction Essay assignment.
The bird’s twerp outside, the light beams through the tiniest crack beneath the blinds. I lay there, wrestling my thoughts "it can be morning already" "just go back to bed." My body feeling like a bag of bricks, I don't want to move. My daughter lying next to me pops up, my mind screams NO! Please go back to bed! Bribing her to stay just a while longer, I hand her my phone, Caillou is faintly playing just enough for her to hear. Turning over I grab my blankets cuddling them into my chest. I know I can’t fall into a deep sleep, which makes it that much easier.