My eyes snap wide open immediately, and the bright sunlight seeping through the window almost burns them, causing me to squint, and little drops of tears slide down.
The sun-kissed ceiling greets my squinted eyes as I stare blankly at it. My mind is still feeling a bit.. hazy, not yet recovered from the sleep.
All of a sudden, my eyes widen, and my chest vibrates as my heart pounds relentlessly against it.
"That dream…" I whisper. My voice scratches against my throat, and I breathe out a sigh of relief. I couldn't speak in that dream.
I jolt immediately, taking off the white sheets and sitting on the bed without wasting any time.
It's been a while since I had that dream.
As my thoughts wander, I move my neck, scanning the neatly arranged room, and a small, satisfied smile tugs at my lips.
I nod.
I am truly a neat person.
