MY RESPONSE TO THAT DREADED ALARM CLOCK!
Part of me wonders if throwing away what we have is the right thing to do. For years you gave me what I asked. At least you tried to. But in time you began to wear me out. I never knew what mood you would be in whenver I entered the room. Would you be smiling? Or would there be a frown marking your face?
Early in the morning a frown would show. That's alright because I am not a morning person either. I was happy when a few hours later you would be smiling as if everything was ok. Thinking all is fine I would come back later to look at you and yet again it seems as if you were angry. Your mouth was turned down Had I done something wrong? All day it would go like this. Up and Down.
But this morninng was the last straw. I did nothing to set you off. I was awaken to a loud shrieking yell. It was dark out still and I desperately needed to sleep. I had an important meeting and needed to be rested. But there you were angrily yelling at me. You never stopped until I hit you over the head, knocking you to tthe ground. I do not want to end a relationship in violence, so we must part.