Her head was enveloped by books. She was so exhausted she flopped on her back and relaxed on the carpet.
Other dorm members walked by. Some treading on her hair or stepping over her with a smart arse remark.
She rested her cheek on the carpet and examined the passing sneakers. Dirt, grime and god-knows-what. She was lying on it all.
She leapt up, scuttled her books together, and escaped to the sanctuary of her dorm room.