Trail-er

The alarm clock sounded just before sun rise.  My hand shot to the off button almost instantly, as it had been trained to.  I sat up in bed, yawned and stretched, then slid my feet off the edge, stood, and walked to the door, rubbing my eyes and wobbling a bit.  I walked down to the bathroom in my pajamas.  It was still dark outside as I showered and brushed my teeth.  I returned to my room, still a little sleepy, dressed, and headed outside. My name is Miles Knight.  I'm a 10-year-old kid with blue eyes and ruffled brown hair.  I live on a farm with my mom and dad, who were out of town for the week.  While they're gone, it's my responsibili