Title: "My Sworn Enemy"

[similiesslip]

W.F. whispers my name.  His tone is gentle, not like the shrill bitchy tone my alarm adopts at unseemly hours.

“Maria,” he says.  “Do they always have to make it on time?  A tardy won’t kill them!”

But I turn away from his honeyed whispering and peel myself from my pillow.  The bitchy alarm wins again.

Children sent off to school, the whispers began

Comments

[n3m3sis42]

I love what you did here. I think everyone can relate. Also, I was that person who was in school when no one else was for a while. It sucked and it really does kill your social life.

[similiesslip]

But there is another side?

I like to think once I am out of college (finally!) I will be able to keep up friendships better.

Did it work out for you?

Thanks for commenting!:)

[jem0000000]

*hugs*

[ellakite]

Ah yes. W.F.

I would never call him a "friend"... but I know him well. Far too well indeed.

An interesting take on the topic, and one that resonated with me very much. Thanks for sharing.

[similiesslip]

I'm sorry he pesters you too.

Thanks for your kind comment:)

[ecosopher]

You know what? I found it interesting that WF is a man. I wonder why that is?

I really enjoyed this interpretation of the topic - something I think we can all relate to. I'll admit my WF certainly seems to get stronger when it comes to having to get out of bed, though :D Good thing the need to stop the baby crying is a stronger force than him/her!!

Well done. I, for one, can't wait until you graduate and celebrate all your hard, hard work! Go you :)

[karmasoup]

Clever concept, turning the prompt into an entity, and, used quite well. The strength in this prevails, too, and I like that. It's always a struggle to overcome that whiny voice in the back of our minds... good job beating it back, and thanks for sharing this.