lazily, I slide my legs over the edge of my bed and shuffled my feet around for my slippers. I held the comforter around myself as I again started to rub my eyes and yawn, wondering how my life here was going to shove off. I grunted, finally finding them and standing, dropping the comforter to the ground. I looked around my room for my bathrobe. Nothing. Stepping forward, the chilly air nipping at my skin, I walked to my closet that already some of my cloths in -thanks to my parents-. Nothing again. Standing in the middle of my room, pondering where it could have gone, a quick knock on my door, followed by the handle jerking and my father flying with a smile on his face

In a musical tone he sang "good morn-". He stopped, his eyes snapping open in shock, I screamed throwing my arms over my chest. Just as quickly as he came in, he flew back out through my door.

"I really wish you'd sleep with cloths on" he grumbled on the other side of the door. I snorted in reply, "I really wish you'd knock and ask to come in!"

"Well, I knocked."

I spotted a light blue piece of cloth sticking out of one of the boxes on the other side of my room. Dropping my arms to my sides, I walked forward and grabbed it. Without thinking of what could happen, I yanked on it, sending the entire pillar of boxes tumbling down toward me. I screamed as they knocked me to the floor, half burying me. I hit the ground hard, but just decided to lay there. I crossed my finger and twiddled my thumbs on my stomach, staring at my ceiling. Downstairs, I could hear my mother curse, then yell up "You ok honey?"

I sighed a few times and cursed my cursed clumsiness. Sighing one last time, I held my hand up as if she were to see it, and gave a thumbs up, "Yeah, I'm fine!" I hollered back after a few minutes.

Struggling, I pushed the heavy, still safely sealed boxes off of my legs and sat up. I sighed one last time and looked down at the piece of cloth I held. It was my bathrobe all right. We must have been in a hurry and accidentally shoved it in here instead of with my other cloths. Or I shoved it in here cause I didn't care. Looking down at the ground, I sighed and thought of all of the friends I left back in Alaska and pouted.