A Gentle Lean

A tiny warmth settled in my cheeks. I blinked slowly, taking in the pale, quiet surface underneath me. Everything felt very calm. Right beside me stood a bright paper card with my name written across the top. I leaned forward just a little, curious to see if my body would listen. My soft cheek pressed gently against the smooth edge of the card, making it tilt ever so slightly. A quiet, soft breath escaped my round lips. I can move, softly and quietly, all on my own.