My alarm started ringing. I looked up. It was 5:30 am. I felt so cozy in my bed that it took me a few seconds to finally abandon my soft covers. I walked past my dog sleeping in his dog bed, to the kitchen. I had prepared my breakfast from the night before, so I took it out and started eating. Birds were chirping outside, and that almost woke me up from feeling half asleep. After eating, I go to brush my teeth. I like using natural things, which includes natural toothpaste. It leaves me feeling more clean. I spit the toothpaste mixed with my bile out. I wash my face, and go through my skincare routine. I've been having a skincare routine since I was 17. I put on the final product and waited for ten minutes. My face felt tight and the product sat on my skin making me feel cold. I took out my makeup bag. It's a little dirty from eyeshadow being on it. I finish my makeup in thirty minutes and took a look in the mirror. My face looked like it had some life to it. I always hates my Australian features; medium sized lips and thin eyes. My mom would tell me" A girl like you stops men in their tracks." I still my ma. I miss her telling me all the things she saw in me that I didn't see in myself. I fill up my dog's bowl, and head to my room. I pick a cute cream crop top and a pair of jeans. My bag is ready, and I swing it over my shoulder as I make my way to the front of the house, wearing
