 For anyone :) ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
This....this was going to take some getting used to.
From her vantage point in the dead center of her bed, Breigh had her old stuffed, pink rabbit with its floppy ears - hence the naming of Floppsie - squished between her chest and drawn up knees. Yes, she WAS to old for stuffies and the like, but this one was special and it reminded her of home. So, she reasoned, during the adjustment period she was ALLOWED to hug it. As long as few people saw. Hence, her arms were locked tightly around her legs, concealing the faded pink fluff from view.
She felt like rocking back and forth to further try to comfort herself. She wasn't used to so many people sleeping in the same room. Sure, there had been slumber parties when she was younger, but that was different: one night type deal sorta thing. Here, now, was for extended time: extended time with strange habits, snoring, sleepwalking and possible night terrors. She dreaded to think of the possibilities and yet could think of nothing else.
And it seemed, a place to do homework and obliterate the whole of the tower with spell practices. No, it did not seem safe. Not one bit.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
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