Miss Grace

Miss Grace was sitting in her office sorting through papers and quietly sipping coffee. It was night, the teachers were on the night shift, some were in the teachers' room and some were sitting in the office. Grace was keeping order and suddenly thought about what the school would look like if she had not become the principal, but then she drove these thoughts away and continued filling out papers, although her thoughts were constantly confused because she was tired and not having slept enough.
Oh my god... Grace said quietly . I'm so tired. Her voice was a little hoarse and cold, and her eyes were still closing a little.