..okay, maybe i exaggerate it a bit too much but seriously though, i did though i was gonna die. definitely the worst night of my life so far.
so, i’ve been sick these couple days. nothing serious though, just sore throat, flu, mild fever, and cough. i could say i’m familiar with those all because i seem to be getting those a lot. anyway, yesterday was a little bit different though.
i couldn’t sleep. i had trouble breathing normally i had to breathe through my mouth. my body felt like it was burning i could swear my feet was on fire. oh, and i began hearing voices. it was scary.
i tried fixing my pillow and blanket to help make myself feel better but it didn’t help. in fact, i felt worse. so i got out of my bed, went to the dining room, and prepared myself a loaf of bread with chocolate topping and a glass of water. i’m not even sure myself why i did that but that’s what i did, out of nowhere. i sat there quietly, ate my bread, drank my water, and went back to bed after.
i felt a little bit better but not for long. i curled in my bed, blanket covering my whole body, and then… i started praying. …yea, i just prayed. and prayed, and prayed, and prayed, and somehow i managed to fall asleep.
i woke up this morning, feeling much, much, much better than last night. apparently i’m not dead yet. and i’m so thankful for that.
