On The Rocks

I felt the bristles from bushes graze my legs. I kept walking into the woods. I saw old camp sites along the way. The deeper I traveled the further I was from civilization. I kept following the unmade path I was on further into the woods until I reached my spot. A spot on top of one of the rocks in a boulder field. I balanced large rocks on top of one another and made my own stair case. I stumbled my way up as always but it was worth it. I was there for a while. Listening to my favorite mix of birds by nature. Falling asleep minutes later. I was woken up by the sound of a loud bell. I thought to myself a bell in the middle of the woods. I must have been dreaming. It rang again, and again another time. I started down the set of rocks and ran as fast as I could to get out of there. I followed my known path to the opening of the woods and tripped on my own feet. I felt my hands immediately hit the ground along with the right side of my body. By the time my head made contact with the ground I was out cold. I heard the bell ring again. This time I woke up by the sound ofanother person's voice.

"Kate, wake up! You fell asleep in class again and you're going to be late if you don't wake up!"