Early Morning Fear

WAKES up drowy from Chronic Sleep Deprivation, as she likes to think of it as. Thinks and wonders why the hours flew by so fast. All she can do now is get up out of bed and join the rush in her house causing havoc and noise in the last-minute morning scramble for various, just-in-time things remembered only then. 
Her mum scolds her simply for forgetting one form when really she'd been busy the whole day doing the housework and surely that kind of weariness had to be relieved with a good night's sleep before she could concentrate on anything else. But of course the mother would blame her. They always did. 
She wonders how she is going to make it this year, how much she'll have to give.