waking up

the bright sunlight poured into the open window of my room,bouncing of the mirror and illuminating my bed in a sweet, soft orange haze. I hated being woken up by the sun almost as much as I hated Justin Beiber or my little sister taking my stuff. I groaned quietly as the others were still asleep and got up to shut my curtains. After I did, I went right back to sleep in my warm, welcoming bed.