Plotting...planning...procrastinating

So I was clearing out my computer, as it had critically low memory... and I came across my A level English folders, and my original writing coursework.  I remember being so proud of it as I was only one mark away from full marks and only did two drafts.  I was reluctant to read it again for fear it'd be awful, but it wasn't so bad.  If you can be bothered :) read it and let me know what you think!

Word Count: 1,599
Genre: Sort of angst, deals with loss and isolation I guess, but not in a deep heart aching kind of way
Summary:  Grace hated this house. It was far too big, dank and dreary. It seemed lifeless, and far too quiet. She scrunched her eyes shut praying to open them again and find herself somewhere, anywhere, else. Unfortunately for her she was running low on wishes and when she opened her eyes she saw the dull white ceiling of one of the many guest rooms of the Reed mansion.
A/N: Funnily enough this started out as a vampire novel length story, eventually I realised that was innapropriate for 6th year coursework....