C11 Ezekiel knew about last night

The next morning, I was pulled from my restless sleep by the sound of my mom's voice. She stood at the door, trying to rouse me from bed. It was my first day at the new university she had enrolled me in, but I didn't feel like getting up. The idea of starting over —new classes, new people —felt more like a burden than an opportunity.

"Isabella, wake up. It's your first day of college