Oh noes. Everywhere I turn, it's sickness. My sister's sick, my brother's sick, my dad's sick, my grandma's sick....the only great sickness survivors are me, my mom, and my grandpa. I. must. survive. If I ever get sick, I'll be so dead. I mean, I guess it would be okay if it was the middle of spring break, but all I would be able to do at home would be lie in bed and feel terrible. Oh gosh, I still remember the fevers. Lying in bed, when it's all dark, not being able to fall asleep because of the heat, and then it's so quiet and dark because everyone else's gone to sleep...But in the morning it gets worse. Your body's all stiff and shivering, or it's all hot and sweaty. I hate it either way. Every else seems to have too much energy, and you just feel like sitting there doing nothing. You can barely get anything accomplished. Anyways, I'm doing all I can to keep myself from getting sick, and I'm probably washing my hands a million times each day.
Stay strong,
Dapple Grey
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