Thunder rolled in the distance after lightning exploded in the sky.

“What was that?” She woke up with a jump. She grabbed her wrist watch from the bedside table. “Quarter to eight!” she exclaimed. Her breath became faster as her heartbeat rushed through her eardrums. ‘How come no one woke me up? I’m going to be late!’ she wondered.

She was dressed in a flash. A smattering of mascara and eyeliner was applied. “Where are my shoes?” she mumbled as she leopard-crawled across the carpet to peek beneath the bed. Dark objects caught her attention. ‘There they are.’

She stretched to reach the shoes in the farthest corner. ‘This is not working.’ She looked around for something to use to pull it closer. She grabbed a hanger hanging from the cupboard door handle and tried again. “Come on,” she whispered, pulling the shoes closer. Her fingertip brushed against the laces. “Finally!” she exclaimed, giving an exasperated sigh.

A quick glance in the mirror revealed that her attire was acceptable for the new office job, which she started the week before.
Another burst of thunder made her flinch as she stormed towards the voices coming from the lounge.

“Hi, sweetheart,” said Mom.
She opened her mouth and her frustration flared up like the lightning outside. “Why didn’t anyone wake me up?” she asked. “I’m so late for work!” It was only then that she noticed her uncle and aunt seated across from Mom.
The room was filled with puzzled looks. It erupted with laughter.

She muttered under her breath, “This is crazy.” “Being late for work isn’t amusing in the least.” Uncle Bob yanked up the curtain, just enough to let her see through. She looked up at the midnight blue sky. Her face was marked with a large frown. Her gaze followed the time on the clock on the wall. ‘Why is it dark out at eight o’clock?’ she puzzled.

In a fog, she gazed at Mom. Her mind refused to allow her to comprehend what she was seeing.
Mom chuckled, “Its eight o’clock in the evening!”

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Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
7 months ago

Funny story Marianna. Your protagonist will have to invest in a 24 hour watch / clock so she doesn’t make the same mistake again. Good job 🙂

Margarida Brei
Margarida Brei(@margarida-brei)
7 months ago

Marianna, you moved the reader deftly though so many emotions- fear, anger , panic and humour.

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Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
7 months ago

Your story reminded me of my younger days, when I could sleep so deep that I was totally confused when I woke up. I’m sure this has happened to some young person close to you, Marianna! And it sure is something to remember and laugh about many years after. Good story!

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Sandra OReilly
Sandra OReilly(@sandra-oreilly)
7 months ago

Hi Marianna loved your story. It just sounds like something I would do! So many different emotions in there – well done.

Greene M Wills
Greene M Wills(@greene-m-wills)
7 months ago

I like your story, Marianna, because I believe many of us have been through something similar and we can all recognise ourselves in your protagonist, well done!

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
7 months ago

So funny and entertaining, Marianna. I also went through this situation before. It is so funny to go back and remember this kind of event. Well done, Marianna. 

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
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7 months ago

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Linda Rock
Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
7 months ago

A great story Marianna and one many can relate to! I remember, in the past, jumping out of bed in a panic to get to work only to find it was a Sunday! Nicely done!

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Melissa Taggart
Melissa Taggart(@melissa-taggart)
7 months ago

This definitely brings back memories of panic for me, Marianna. Something similar actually happened to me the other day. This story was fun and entirely relatable! Great work.

Paul Lewthwaite
Paul Lewthwaite(@paul-lewthwaite)
7 months ago

A very funny story. As others have said entirely relatable. I think you captured that mad panic and frustration when little things take an age and then the mix of relief/anger/laughter when realisation dawns that there is nothing to panic about!

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Brigitta Hegyi
Brigitta Hegyi(@brigitta-hegyi)
6 months ago

This is so funny because I have the same problem too.???? I loved the ending, nice story.

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