Your parents picked their favorite flower on a day lost in regret and rage. Unfortunately, it isn't you. Your parents don't really care for you. They only pay attention to your sister. Their only flower is in a desert full of cacti.

So, you spend most of the time in your room with nowhere else to hide. You'd think that high school would be better, but no. High school is the same. Nobody cares for you; they only like your sister.

Your alarm blares in your ear as you blindly slap at your dresser. You hit the snooze button and the alarm shuts off for another 4 minutes. It's 5 in the morning and it's a school day.

You lie on your bed, not moving from the comfort and warmth of your blankets and pillows.

You have to get ready.

But you're tired, and you feel a bit lazier than usual.