Butterfly Woes

She jiggled her leg up and down, the butterflies flying madly around her stomach and she thought of the upcoming prospect the following day. She twisted her hands nervously, and began jittering her other leg up and down. She had a pretty good feeling of how to get there, but the thought still freaked her out. It would be an early start, a late end, with many chances of getting lost and making a complete fool of herself. She had to go to sleep, now, even though she knew it would take her forever to fall unconcious. She was too nervous, too hyped. Her mind would never free it's thoughts. She would wake up tired, and be yawning the whole day. But there was still home to look forward to.

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