Autobiography. The night had been cold, even for December, and I was frozen stiff. My tingling feet were chilled to the bone as was the rest of my body.

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Autobiography

When I woke up I had no idea what an unimaginable day lay ahead of me. I woke up and found the glorious winter morning sunshine glittering into my room like a thousand diamonds. The night had been cold, even for December, and I was frozen stiff. My tingling feet were chilled to the bone as was the rest of my body. My mirrored wardrobe cast long maddening shadows across the wooden floor. I was reluctant to get up as I didn’t want to leave the shelter of my duvet. I heard the stairs creak as my mum crept up the stairs and rolled over hoping that she would believe my poor attempt at pretending to be asleep.

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“Nicola”, my mum whispered as quietly as a mouse. I stayed as still as I could, breathing in and out evenly. She then came and shook me. I decided I could no longer pretend and stretched out every limb in my body. It was as if I had never moved because I was so stiff. I could smell the traditional English breakfast my dad was making for us downstairs and couldn’t wait to dive into it.

I got up resentfully after my mum told me what we were doing for the day and felt the cold air whoosh in ...

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