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A Solivagant on the Inselberg
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Hallie
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Sep 08, 2018 07:57AM

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YESSSSS i will take the sow gu..."
yes!!! and we can take my band with us too!!

YESSSSS i will ..."
Yay!!!! That means I can hear you guys play!!!!!!!!

ppl suck sometimes...."
Yeah....





Me and awesome live in parallel universes.

Albeit I suspect that I am sick because I attempted suicide.

Sick Kid
This is going to be asinine exaggeration on how I fell sick. I'm writing it for myself, so I won't be offended if no one reads it :)
Let's go back in time to Friday night. Well, technically Saturday at 1:20 am. I woke up and felt this excruciating pain in my abdomen that wouldn't let me go back to sleep. It hurt so much. So what? It's probably just period cramps. Firstly, this lucky girl rarely ever gets cramps and never this painful. Secondly, my period had ended two days before. It couldn't be that. I felt nauseous and got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After throwing up a little, I grabbed my pillow and blankets and tried to sleep in the couch with the bathroom door open and lights on. It still hurt, but somehow I went back to sleep.
After a while, I was alerted when both my parents woke up. I think my dad was in the bathroom in their room, so Mum came out to use this one, and there I was in the couch with the bathroom door wide open and lights on. She asked what happened and I mumbled something about throwing up and switching off the lights if she wanted. I didn't mention the pain, though. She offered me to sleep with them, but meh. My dad heard some talking and asked what happened, and she explained how I was in the couch right outside and no one in the house even realized. As I drifted off to sleep, I felt her checking my temperature and my dad said something that sounded like, "Ooo little one, come sleep here!"
I don't really know what happened after that, but sometime I was half wake and Mum was checking my temperature again. After sleeping again, when I woke up for real this time, she was again checking my temperature. She didn't really say anything, so I don't know whether or not I had a fever, but why on earth was she checking my temperature so much?! And I was wearing a hoodie and had my blankets pulled up all the way up, so it must have been a pain. Funny part is that my brother, with whom I share the room, didn't even stir and I was afraid I'd wake up the entire household because I couldn't bear it. He legit looked at me like 'Why the hell is Mum talking about you getting out of bed and sleeping in the couch and throwing up or something?'
I then went to clean up our other house, but after *cleaning* one room, I ended up falling asleep. And somehow I ended up eating nothing but two cups of yogurt for lunch. Oh, and the pain had disappeared when I woke up, but it was back while I was cleaning the room. That was not fun.
The next two days, I was only feeling blue, but not that sick. Then I went to school today. I was fine in the morning. I was even reading a book in the bus, but after a while, my head started to hurt a bit. I thought it was the book and decided to blank out in class, but the first hour happened to be English, and everyone knows Hallie wouldn't miss English. The next hour was kind of blurry, so during the break, I slept (after I finished the book, of course). Well, at least tried to. Someone suddenly screamed that the Botany teacher was coming when we actually have organic chemistry, and oh crap! I legit ran to switch places for her class. And she was doing this boring chapter which both we, the students as well as she, the teacher loathe, because it's so freaking monotonous. She even used a power point presentation (which she NEVER users) so that we'd be more interested, but it was still dull. I was so sleepy in class, but I attributed that to the lesson we were doing. Halfway through the class, I started feeling cold. I rolled down the sleeves of my flannel shirt (which I'm so glad I wore because I was initially not going to wear it) to stop myself from shivering. And to top it all, I couldn't find my Botany book. I had it in her last class on Thursday, but I couldn't find it today. The person next to me saw me fidgeting with my bag and holding my head so often that she grew worried and asked what happened.
Iz and I went to the washroom after that hour, and I realized something so disturbing to me that I swore out loud in the cubicle I was in. It seems serious to me, but..... Anyway, I went back and the Chemistry teacher was making us study something and I just wanted to drop dead. I didn't even want to have lunch, but Mum would kill me if I didn't, so I forced myself to eat my lunch after that class. Iz was busy talking on the phone, B had disappeared, and K had gone to a meeting, and I wasn't extremely comfortable with M, so I tried to rest for a bit while Iz finished talking. When she ended the call to dial someone else's number, I asked her if she could check by temperature, and yep, I had a fever. She continued talking seconds after she confirmed and I tried to sleep. I couldn't. I got up again, and she kept her phone back in and touched me again to say, "Hallie, sleep. It's too high. Maybe you should go home." She even told M and made another girl recheck (who promptly said, "Yeah, you have a high fever. I'm a doctor's daughter.") I wanted to go home, but I didn't want to go home, so I stayed - through Irish, Math and one more hour of Botany. Iz kept asking whether I wanted to sleep or whether I wanted any tablets. She even went as far as injections!
However, by the time I reached the bus, the fever broke, but I still feel sick and achy everywhere. So basically, I have no proof to tell my parents that I'm not well, so I guess I'm shutting my mouth about it and probably going to get worse.


Mum: So the power went, and then it came back, but something's wrong, so all appliances except the fridge and two lights in the entire house aren't working. I'm too scared to fix the fuse box, so we need to wait for your dad to come home.
Dad: *comes home early every other day we don't need him at home, but still hasn't come home when we do need him*
When are we moving out again?

No, but something worse which you don't need to know yet, and why the heck do you care all of a sudden?

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