Post by BRISTOL FELIX SANSONE on May 26, 2010 21:14:53 GMT
Sleep! It was evading Bristol like some sort of super ninja. It fact it was so good at evading him he now knew that there were four cracks in the ceiling of his dorm room, it took twenty seconds to go from his bed to the room door and that counting sheep did not in fact work one bit. He would have logged onto his laptop but he knew it would wake his dorm mates with the glow from it's screen and he couldn't find his earphones anywhere. No doubt they had been stolen. There was also the fact his laptop had been locked away to stop others from stealing it. Bristol had not been happy about that one bit. He was also only allowed to use it under supervision. It was to stop him contacting the outside world and telling stories about the place. Nothing he said would have been a story it would have been strictly non-fiction.
Sitting up in bed Bristol swung his legs out of bed and stood up. His bare feet making contact with the cold surface of the floor. He winced just a little at the contact. He would get used to it if he kept moving. So the black and white pj bottom clad boy walked across the room towards the window. Stopping to pick up a black hoodie and pull it on. Bristol kept moving until he reached the window, turning slightly he sat down on the ledge and peered out into the night.His breathe steamed the window pane slightly as he pressed his forehead to the freezing safety glass.
