Crystal Howard Mondays and Fridays English: 224
Professor: Leah Anderst
Word Count: [ 2312 ]
Personal Essay: Bad Sleeping Habits.
Sometimes you have to go through a personal experience in order to fully understand something, rather than hear it from others. Ever since I was a little girl being up late and nightlife always fascinated me. I used to think that being up after a certain time meant that special occurrences would happen. Some of my wild thoughts as a young child included me picturing my parents having a party with only adults allowed. All of their friends would come over while I was supposed to be asleep. In my mind I would envision every last one of my parents friends huddled together in my living room. The lights were bright and I could see the brightness peer into my dark room from under my door. Of course there were refreshments, board games, and music. The strangest part was that I could not hear anything. Lying down in bed that night I could picture the entire party happening, the smiles on their faces and vivid expressions, but it was almost like a silent film. I could not hear any one speak nor could I hear the music or sound from the television. Now that I am older I always think back on that old thought I had and I wonder if the reason I was not able to hear them was because (in my mind) they did not want me to wake up and discover their secret party. Because my parents did not allow me to stay up past nine, it peaked my curiosity even more to find out what was so great about being up during the night. Another reason I thought they wanted me to go to bed early was because nighttime was considered dangerous, or at least that is how I perceived it. After my mom would tuck me in she would usually tell me “It is not a good thing to be up after certain hours of the night, you need your sleep”. Hearing this, and feeling the way she tightly tucked me under the covers as if to protect me, made me believe that dangerous people only come out at night. Of course some parts of these thoughts I had as a child were quite preposterous. I later learned that none of this was true; dangerous people do come out at night, but they also come out in the day. I also realized that nothing spectacular happened during the hours I was once told to be asleep. It often puzzles me thinking back on my sleeping habits as a child. Because I had no choice, I was forced to go to sleep at an early time. I sometimes wonder how would things have turned out if I kept my same sleeping habits at age five. These days I find that I am often tired and fighting to stay awake all because of my late sleeping habits.
Thinking back, my late sleeping habits began with my curiosity as a child. After my mom told me I could not stay up after 9:00pm there came a point in my life possibly around age seven when they became more lenient with my strict sleeping habits. This was when it dawned on me that there was absolutely no big deal about being up late. I remember on weekends my family and I would stay up until 4:00 a.m. watching movies. As I grew older it became a habit for me to stay up late hours of the night. Another time I remember was when I was twelve and I stayed up the entire night to do a science project that was due the next day. My best friend and I were stuck trying to complete the project since we procrastinated, and we were communicating on instant message at the same time. Even though we were in a crisis I still remember how funny that night was. Although we had a project due the next day we were doing a million things at once. Not only were we chatting while finishing the project, but we were also watching television. I remembered during that time period Vh1 would play music videos after a certain time during the night. Because I did not mind listening to music and doing my work, I left the channel on. After a while I became...
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