03/05/2018
I fell, and I couldn’t get up.
I couldn’t say a word.
I definitely was not okay.
My sister flung me over her shoulder and then proceeded to throw me into the back of the truck. She and mom, it seems, couldn't get me to the hospital fast enough. There were times before where we'd consider the hospital, and then just ignore it, and I'd be stubborn. This time, I couldn't argue. I was in so much pain. I was shaking. I was feverish. I was never so scared in my whole life, and I’ve been out during the full moons where werewolves are in heat. I’ve seen the Jersey Devil, guys, I've smelled its breath. It's not great, by the way.
I've seen some crazy things.
That doesn't compare to that moment, though.
Sometimes, the craziest, the scariest things we come face-to-face with are what makes us human, and remind us of our mortality.
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