Viva

Gentle music began to play as "Viva La Vida" slowly pierced through the dreams of the sleeping lass. Five-thirty in the morning just seemed way to early to begin another day and yet if she didn't get up there wouldn't be enough time for her routine before she had to leave for work. As consciousness fully overtook her Ethylen quickly turned off the alarm hoping that she had not woke her two younger sisters. Stumbling to the only restroom of the tiny house she splashed cold water on her face in attempt to rouse her sluggish body. "What is the point?" she murmured to herself as she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. The deep gray eyes set in a creamy face and surrounded by a mass of rich curly chestnut hair only stared solemnly back at her making no response...