Manny pushed herself to her feet and grabbed at the clock. Swiftly turning it over, she scraped at the bottom, trying to unlock the battery cover. Shit, why wouldn’t it stop ringing? Now would have been a good time to have fingernails. The clock managed to ring six more ear splitting times before Manny teared the cover open and managed to remove the AAAs. Her body just couldn’t take that alarm anymore, she’d have to find a new clock later. Its clangor made her hands shake and her breath stop, enough to automatically start her day on the wrong side of the bed each morning. It was like being steamrolled into the waking the world.
Manny slid the three batteries into her night stand drawer, dropping one onto the ground in the process. She left it there, already feeling frustrated that her hands simply could not stop shaking. When she had first bought that alarm and first heard its jolted ring, she had experimented. Every morning her body seemed to wake itself up only minutes before the alarm. She’d stare at the clock, counting down to the exact moment when it would go off. Yet even with such preparation, it scared her to her very core. Manny now had enough and threw it maliciously into her trash.
The clang that it made when hitting the bottom of the metal can felt spiteful.
no subject
Date: 2010-11-02 05:30 pm (UTC)Manny slid the three batteries into her night stand drawer, dropping one onto the ground in the process. She left it there, already feeling frustrated that her hands simply could not stop shaking. When she had first bought that alarm and first heard its jolted ring, she had experimented. Every morning her body seemed to wake itself up only minutes before the alarm. She’d stare at the clock, counting down to the exact moment when it would go off. Yet even with such preparation, it scared her to her very core. Manny now had enough and threw it maliciously into her trash.
The clang that it made when hitting the bottom of the metal can felt spiteful.