“Nana. Nana, wake up!” A nine-year-old girl jumped on the bed leaned against the wall of the room and began shaking her older sister with shrill excitement. Her black, natural curls bounce frantically as she tries to wake her sister from her stupor. Nadia groans.
“Yes Kiara?” Nadia mumbles half asleep.
“Nana its eight o’ clock. It’s time to get up.” Nadia gives a loud groan and covers her head with her blanket.
~ Whispers in the Dark