I crawled out from underneath my covers, emerging like a butterfly from a cocoon, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. As my warm feet hit the cold floor, I got shivers that send chills all the way up my spine. I shook off the chills and drag my weary body to the steep staircase. Ascending those dreadful stairs is a struggle every morning. I slowly made it to the top, and am greeted by my faithful dog Bella. I meandered through the house and made my way to the bathroom to get ready.
After I am done getting ready, I wandered back down stairs. I diligently grabbed my phone and iPad and once again face the mountain like staircase. Once back upstairs I am re-greeted by an anxious Bella. I fling the door to her kennel open and she bounds to the door for me to let her out. As I opened the door, the fresh morning air hits me like a slap in the face. After hooking Bella on the red leash, I went back in and put my new shoes on my achy feet. I made sure all of my homework is in my bag. I heaved the heavy book bag onto my tired back. I grabbed my car keys and made the short jaunt to my car. I pitched my loaded school bag into the backseat. I strolled back towards the house to put Bella in her kennel for the day. I quickly glanced through the house to make sure I didn't forget anything. All was good so I turned the lock on the door, closed it, and I was