Once upon time there lived a young lassie named Linsey.
She was a very sleep deprived child who can never quite function right due to no rest.
Arriving at her prison chamber, aka high school, at 6:45 sharp,
She was able to take Council pictures, as well as measure for a sweater.
What a sight.
The young girl was squealing and jumping with joy as the realization of future began to unfold.
At one point, her new council was standing in a circle.
She looked around at each individual member,
and had an unyielding love for every one.
She saw her new family and smiled.
Almost brought to tears.
She was an emotional little thing.
It's common.
Once the bell rang, she venture off to the building of the lord.
The young girl adored Seminary, loving to learn of the gospel.
As soon as she entered the room, she carefully sat down her belongings.
The child laid her head on the desk and was out before another thought could enter her head.
The bell awoke her.
She missed the entire lesson.
She was a walking zombie.
Not knowing where she was going, what class she had next, or even her own thoughts.
With a single phone call to her mother, she went home.
The lassie took at nap from 9:30 to 1:00.
Yes, she slept through all the hours of the school day.
What a wonderful day this young girl experienced.
She returned to school to talk to her new old friend, that alone made her day.
She admires him.
Quite a bit.
The end.
I like friends.
And sleep.
Now I would like to retire to my room of slumber and sweet pleasant dreams.
Til then,
Sleep tight all members of the blogosphere.
Goodnight.
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