I was sitting on the cold toilet seat in my bathroom, dreading the next day (it was Monday, the first day of five for misery in school). "Only 4 hours left before I have to go to sleep! Oh, please, someone make there be no school tomorrow! The weekend goes so quickly!"
The next day in the morning I woke up with a start. "Why hasn't my alarm clock gone off yet?" I thought. Then I remembered that I accidently broke it yesterday trying to wrestle it out of my little brother's hands. I switched the light on to check the time, and saw that it was 6:53. Yay, I thought, happy that I still had 16 minutes before 7:09, the time I wake up every day, so I settled back down to sleep, cuddling my duvet tightly as it was freezing. At 7:09 my alarm clock rang, and I was surprised it had actually rang. I got up, went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face. As I went into my mum's and dad's room my mum said it was snowing heavily, so I didn't have to go to school today. I checked my school's website to check if the school was actually shut, and it was!! Yay for the snow!!