nervous
Another day home from school. I’m feeling better – not as energized as when I was on the Last Resort, but a bit more like the me I knew before I got sick. I guess that’s a good thing.
Uncle V took some blood from me today. When we were finished he put the vial in a lockbox, which he then handcuffed to his wrist. Who would possibly be interested in my blood?
He’s such a weirdo. He’s way older than my parents and he’s got these creepy eyes that float in the whites like blue beach balls bobbing in an ocean of milk. But my parents trust him, and Aunt T@mmi3 gets a faraway smile on her face whenever she talks about him.
Anyway, after he took the blood he hypnotized me to see if we could dig up any memories of how I got that blood on my hands. It was weird, one second I’m staring at this candle flame, and then I hear Uncle V’s fingers snap, and the candle is an inch lower.
So what happened in that time I can’t remember?
Apparently Adrian got a nosebleed, a real bad one. I got him some tissue and held it to his face, which was where all the blood came from. I went with him to the door of the boys’ bathroom. Then – after Adrian had gone inside without me – the sight and smell of all that blood on the tissues was too much for me and I felt faint. I went into the girls’ bathroom and passed out.
Combine all that with the withdrawal from the Last Resort, and I guess it makes sense… The smell of blood has always made me nauseous. And like Mom, I freak out at the sight. I must really like Adrian if I was able to overcome those feelings until he was away.
But then why was I in the bathroom across the school? And what happened the day before, when I ended up on top of that bookshelf?
Uncle V said we’d look into the bookshelf ‘another time’ but he didn’t seem worried. And it looks like I’m going to be healthy enough to go to school tomorrow. The rents seem pretty sure that the ‘Cleansing’ will prevent any more blackouts. I don’t want to go. I’d like another few days of not blacking out, but the rents are convinced. I think I’ll get Deni and Mel to help me out with this…
DanneR
Song Stuck In My Head: “Hypnotized”, by Paul Oakenfold
Uncle V took some blood from me today. When we were finished he put the vial in a lockbox, which he then handcuffed to his wrist. Who would possibly be interested in my blood?
He’s such a weirdo. He’s way older than my parents and he’s got these creepy eyes that float in the whites like blue beach balls bobbing in an ocean of milk. But my parents trust him, and Aunt T@mmi3 gets a faraway smile on her face whenever she talks about him.
Anyway, after he took the blood he hypnotized me to see if we could dig up any memories of how I got that blood on my hands. It was weird, one second I’m staring at this candle flame, and then I hear Uncle V’s fingers snap, and the candle is an inch lower.
So what happened in that time I can’t remember?
Apparently Adrian got a nosebleed, a real bad one. I got him some tissue and held it to his face, which was where all the blood came from. I went with him to the door of the boys’ bathroom. Then – after Adrian had gone inside without me – the sight and smell of all that blood on the tissues was too much for me and I felt faint. I went into the girls’ bathroom and passed out.
Combine all that with the withdrawal from the Last Resort, and I guess it makes sense… The smell of blood has always made me nauseous. And like Mom, I freak out at the sight. I must really like Adrian if I was able to overcome those feelings until he was away.
But then why was I in the bathroom across the school? And what happened the day before, when I ended up on top of that bookshelf?
Uncle V said we’d look into the bookshelf ‘another time’ but he didn’t seem worried. And it looks like I’m going to be healthy enough to go to school tomorrow. The rents seem pretty sure that the ‘Cleansing’ will prevent any more blackouts. I don’t want to go. I’d like another few days of not blacking out, but the rents are convinced. I think I’ll get Deni and Mel to help me out with this…
DanneR
Song Stuck In My Head: “Hypnotized”, by Paul Oakenfold
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