sickness

created by Sinergy

(personal) by ammie (1.6 mon) (print) ? (I like it!) 3 C!s Wed Jun 20 2007 at 17:44:58

When I opened my eyes I saw the light, reflecting in the mirror across from my bed. I had sensed it there with my eyes closed; it kept me vigilant and awake. I crawled to the door and shoved the towel closer to the space under the door then back into bed.

Breathing in-2-3-4.

The movie started again.

No. No. No. No. Breathing out-2-3-4.

The hero returns to find his girlfriend.

No. No. No! No! Breathing in-2-3-4!

He sees first the writing in blood on the wall: "Happy birthday, Jonathan."

No. The familiar nausea rose.

Then he sees her body, limp in the tub.

I started to retch, throwing open the door. The light flooded into the bedroom. Laura rolled over from sleep.

I ran to the bathroom, flipping up the toilet lid in time. The vomit poured out of me, splashing the water up at my face. My face was red and watery. Another stream of vomit.

"Dad!" Victoria called from her room without getting up.

No answer. I started to wail.

"Dad!" She waited. "Dad! She's doing it again!"

My dad's voice came muffled down the hall: "Ann?"

"I'm sick!"

I heard him getting out of bed, walking down the hallway. Then he was right behind me. "Are you finished?"

"I can't sleep." I moaned.

"You need to be quieter. I have to get up in the morning."

So did I. At 7:55, Laura and I would cross the orchard behind the house, climb the fence, and head to the berry patch for work.

"I don't wanna go back to bed. I can't sleep." I started to choke again. I leaned my head over the toilet. My stomach was empty.

"Fine, sleep here, but you have to keep the door closed. You're keeping everybody awake."

I let him close the door. I tried again to throw up. I was definitely empty. I unfocused my eyes, resting my head on the brown and yellow linoleum. My body was tired but the movie still played in my mind. The girlfriend. The blood. The father's message.

I woke halfway in the early morning and climbed into bed for the last few hours of darkness. I was twelve and a half.

from The Book of Revelation

previous chapter - next chapter

(definition) by Webster 1913 (print) Wed Dec 22 1999 at 3:07:40

Sick"ness, n. [AS. seocness.]

The quality or state of being sick or diseased; illness; sisease or malady.

I do lament the sickness of the king. Shak.

Trust not too much your now resistless charms; Those, age or sickness soon or late disarms. Pope.

Nausea; qualmishness; as, sickness of stomach.

Syn. -- Illness; disease; malady. See Illness.

printable version
chaos

puke	shit	illness	Evidence
The Donner Party: Complete Recordings 1987-1989	Everything Quest 2: Diseases	The Book of Revelation	copycat syndrome
vomit	The Donner Party	Hamlet	disease
Cancer	shocker	Failure to thrive	disturbed
Egritude	Heinlein was right- writing IS a disease....	lovesick	Victorian Novel Disease
Ankou	mental health	The Golden Sayings of Epictetus, 84	furry

Y'know, if you log in, you can write something here, or contact authors directly on the site. Create a New User if you don't already have an account.

Login
Password

remember me
password reminder
register

Everything2 Help

Nodes your sibling would have liked:
Node your homework
Niels Bohr
Translucent, threatening to smash itself
Irn-Bru
condom man page
wasabi
Ken Kesey
25 cent plastic toy vending machines
Planet of the Apes
Analysis of Everything
Ray Bradbury
harmony
Edgar Allan Poe

Ysardo
a brother to a sister	(personal)
antigravpussy
your warm whispers	(personal)
Clarke
Multiculturalism	(idea)
aneurin
Earl of Landaff	(person)
Heitah
Pseudocide	(idea)
XWiz
Google Knol	(lede)
Mythi
July 24, 2008	(personal)
locke baron
The fall of Earth	(fiction)
BookReader
Fear the Cold	(dream)
Pavlovna
Kathleen MacInnes	(person)
stainedglass
1	(fiction)
kalen
Three "T"s	(idea)
octillion369
Undead	(idea)
archiewood
Ico	(fiction)
Heisenberg
Why I love Everything2	(log)

This page courtesy of The Everything Development Company