Ivy.

I awoke frightfully from my sleep. Just another nightmare, I told myself. I havent been getting much sleep lately. Not since I moved into this new house. It could be because of the divorce, or it could be because this house always felt so cold. I was used to warmth. No one else in this house had these strange nightmares. Maybe there was something strange about me. I havent been feeling the same since we moved here. Mum doesn’t know about these nightmares. I dont want her to worry about me, or even worse, freak her out. I was just going to have to put up with them.
I checked the time... 2:00. There is nothing to do at 2 a.m. I had to find away to make myself stay awake. I wasnt going to risk having another horrible nightmare. Especially not when its my first day at a new school. I wanted to make an impression; I didn’t want people think I was some sort of freak. I crept out of my room and walked into the kitchen, avoiding mums room at all costs. If she were to find me awake at this time of the morning, I would be grounded. Well, thats when she was with dad. I don’t know if she would still do the same. Still, I wasn’t going to risk it.
The fridge seemed like a nice place to start. Hot chocolate sounded really good right now. Tonight was an extremely cold night. Even colder than the past two nights we have been here. I warmed up the milk over the stove, taking every precaution so I wouldn’t wake mum up, even if it meant putting in that extra effort. For 2 a.m, I was surprisingly not lazy. I could be bothered with the extra effort. After three hours of entertaining myself, I was extremely tired. Id noticed it was 5 a.m. The usual time mum would wake up. Shi-, I thought to myself. I crept back to my room, again going the long way. I hopped in bed and fell asleep. Something I know I shouldn’t have done.