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(0.9):An unpleasant surprise.

Author: Jolante424
last update Huling Na-update: 2022-10-31 12:37:41
"Mmm." My moan reaches my ears first before I attempt to open my eyes.

My whole body feels heavy, any attempt to move takes effort.

My eyes are an exception.

I force my eyes open, blinking a couple of times as I adjust to the brightness in the room.

'Its morning already?'

I'm back in my room, sleeping in my own bed and I am relieved. I find it the most difficult when I have to sit up, because of my head that starts spinning. Seated and leaned against my pillows, I close my eyes and take a long and deep breath.

I need a minute.

And that's what I take. The quiet morning calming me more.

A look to the side onto my nightstand, I notice a glass of water and two green coloured pills, on it.

'This must be for me.'

' Ethan.'

Without question nor doubt, I reach for both and take each pill. It's a challenge itself to swallow down because of my sore throat.

Another minute of sitting in silence, I use it to shove back any unwelcome thoughts. They have been pressing down on me, trying
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