by falling, » Mon Jun 30, 2014 8:42 pm
(Sorry, I haven't been able to get on.)
Maia
I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I was extremely sick, red, swollen rings around my eyes, and a horrible, gurgling stomach. I groaned, and instantly my father came in with yet another hot chocolate. I smiled gratefully at him, and he left me alone, like I said I wanted.
I felt awful. Like, I'd never felt like this before. My mum commented that it was probably a very bad case of the flu. I'm not sure.
I cough, and I feel as though I'm about to throw up all over myself. I close my eyes and try to go to sleep, but I don't.