Plagued (Open-Rp) -Anon magic involved-

He tried to sleep last night… He really did. But he couldn’t. It wasn’t because he was coughing and sneezing a lot. It wasn’t because he felt like he couldn’t breathe or that he was freezing but at the same time burning. It wasn’t any of that. When darkness surrounded him, he ended up staring at the ceiling in some sort of trance… What was bugging him so much.

And yet the next day, he worked feverishly on no sleep whatsoever… And every time his body fell, telling him to sleep his eyes, they would not close, granting him that rest. After the whole morning and part of the afternoon had passed and vanished, the door opened.

Turning to look to see who it was, his eyes softened from the frightened glare. “H-Hello.” He greeted with a sneeze.

Pass the Parcel

I’m not surprised. It was bound to happen eventually as one can only assume that if one is to attend a school that has been plagued with every possible illness imaginable, then it is only a matter of time before they caught something or the other. In this case that someone is me, and my catch of the day is a rare cross-breed between phlegm infested sinuses, a mild dose of lightheadedness and a rather awkward stomachache. Quite the specimen! It’s almost as if I’ve been competing in some form of interschool game of pass the parcel, only this parcel contains pesky pathogens! And as it turns out on this particular occasion it appears that the music has stopped whilst I was in possession of the ‘parcel’. How convenient.

My computer started everything from scratch. So all the pictures, memories, everything gone. But the images and texts that I have not had the strength to remove, but that has plagued me is gone. So it is quite nice anyway ..

Why is everyone at my school sick all of the sudden?

Sick four days and counting.

Taking notes makes my eyes water.