Writing Practice

It started quietly enough to ignore.   Gradually it grew stronger, and while the sound was not unpleasant, the increase in volume and repetition were soon irritating enough to require a response.

Her arm was already reaching for the source of the noise when she gained the awareness that comes with waking.  Blinking, she grabbed the phone and rolled back into her bed.  A touch of one finger silenced the alarm, and with the knowledge that she had ten minutes before it would start again, she closed her eyes.

A sharp whistle abruptly stopped her slide back into sleep.  For a moment she scowled before letting her muscles relax and trying again.  She took a single deep breath before a louder, more melodious whistle filled the air.  Immediately the whistle was followed by a rapid, repeated banging.  Sighing, she stared at the ceiling as an increasing series of sounds came in from her living room.   Clicks, trills, sniffs and the occasional garbled word left her with a dilemma.  If she closed the door, the room would quiet but would rapidly get stuffy, and her efforts to snooze would be wasted.  Leaving the door open, however, left her to the barrage of noise.  The choices were anything but restful.

With another sigh, she turned off the snooze and rolled out of bed.  The sounds from the other room slowed.  She shuffled down the hall and waited for a brief moment of quiet before peeking around the corner.  “Good morning, parrot,” she said, before heading into the bathroom to get ready for work.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Fiercely Yours
    Jul 17, 2013 @ 22:10:27

    You described the snooze world perfectly.


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