Athira Patel

The ringing of the doorbell woke me up from my deep sleep. But still, I'm stirring in my place not ready to be woken up from my beauty sleep. Someone was tapping my shoulder repeatedly but I just shrugged it off and turned to another side. Immediately recognising that it is not my bed which I'm sleeping in, so I lazily opened one eye to take a peek on who is trying to disturb me but found out that my dad is trying to wake me up. Then I remembered waiting for my friends and sleeping on dad's lap. The doorbell was still ringing, making me get up...