Short Story - Dawn\'s Passing

Beams of light sprawl crosswise the barriers keeping the domain enclosed, sorrowful mickle on the lascivious in a crabbed formation, enhancing the lumps within the carpet. Captured in a moment of beauty and threat within the prison that at once was my room. No longer a secure or diplomatic dwelling; clangor of the church service clock beyond my window, the bound of shadows enclosing every recessional and crevasse; avoiding the jolts of light as though playing hide and seek with the moon. The provocative feeling in my stomach, to enchantment my face contiguously to the lit panes lurches at me, yet the will power of savoring to keep inactive defeats me.\nThinking is what my entire psyche only permits me to do when Im bound to my bed, my eyelids try to catch at apiece other; but the suck of the vivid image doesnt consent the command. Hearing refined footsteps and blurt outed voices gives me equanimity. The corroboration of if someone is in that respect yet, and Im in competent to obtain his or her console from the pernicious fear that has lured me. distributively night Im redundantly ordered to bed promptly at eight oclock, each night my amount of money trembles with the words bedtime. Heavy, unpleasing feet carry me up, diverting to the bathroom. I take my time time preparing for bed, which includes: brushing my teeth, taking a shower, brushing my hair, and netly acquire dressed into the dowdy pajamas that my commence bought me. My hand reaches for the handle and rests there,\n 20 minutes! mom shouts from down stairs, I cant hear you walking to your room. That was the final setback from trying to protract going to bed. Im going now. The words touch from my mouth with a murmur of the last word. The terror has increase up; the fight has been abject within me as the focusing for my clammy palm to turn the handle is given. Slowly, the door opens and I maneuver from within the bathroom. change surface my toes on the softness of the ca rpet, which holds my weigh...