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" She asked herself as she tried to keep her eyes opened. She adjusted her body and sat up well. She touched her head. The migraine she felt was so heavy. She could barely keep her face up. She rested her back but she felt heavy and pains everywhere. Her eyes felt heavy. And her mouth did too. She yawned and licked her mouth several times.

I remember I do have heavy and long eyelashes but that doesn't mean that it has caused my eyelids to gain weight to be this heavy that they ain't opening. Wait a minute! It's just not my eyelids but even my body is in some odd heaviness. There's unbearable pain in my whole system. Did I get into some fight last night? Nope! Then what did I do last night to have such trouble in the early morning? Huff! My body is so sore and has turned into rock. 'Ah! Ah! Ah!' God! What kind of vision was that? Why I was shaking while making odd sounds? What I just recall was indeed me or someone else. Huff! My head is aching badly. I guess I got a hangover in the morning to deal with it the whole day. So fru

My head felt heavy and full of fog. A loud ringing noise filled my ears. There was a dull, pounding pain behind my eyes. Everything looked blurry. Bright lights and dark shadows swam in front of my vision. I tried to move my arms, but they were stuck. They were strapped down to the cold metal arms of a chair.

Sa patuloy kong ginagawa iyon ay pakiramdam ko nanghihina ako. I couldn't stand straight while I was holding the sink. I felt like, I was draining my energy early in the morning because of it. Tumagal siguro ako ng halos sampung minuto sa ganoong sitwasyon bago ako nakaramdam ng kaginhawaan. Tumalikod ako at naglakad papunta sa may lamesa, when I was about to drag a chair, my vision suddenly went blurred. Pakiramdam ko ay umiikot naman ang aking paningin kaya agad akong tumigil kung saan ako naka-pwesto. "What a hangover..." I mumbled while I was massaging my forehead.

Matthew woke up with a raging headache and the sun bursting through the windows is definitely not helping. Matthew slowly sat up from the bed and was immediately hit with nausea. He couldn't even remember how much he drank last night. He bolted from the bed and ran straight to the toilet, vomiting all his guts out. Ambrose walked up behind him and started to rub his back.

David; “Ugh… “ I groan in thick exhaustion as I rub my eyes. They feel incredibly heavy and difficult to open. I slowly pull them open, and when my eyes land on the sparkly chandelier above me, my brain registers the headache in my head. My head feels so heavy, it seems lifting it would be difficult. My mouth is bitter and feels like sandpaper. I feel like shit. And I need to peep…. And maybe puke? I groan as I pull myself into a sitting position and hold my throbbing head.

I massaged my temple, my head does feel muddled up. I pushed my duvet away from my body, putting my legs on the floor. I flinched immediately the cold seeped into my feets A sudden wave of dizziness hit me with full force, I dropped over the vanity table close to the lamb side. "What is wrong with me." I whispered softly. I took in a deep breath, holding my hand still, I couldn't understand why I was feeling weak all of a sudden. It was like my brain was swimming. Worry gripped me with cold hands. I stared at my reflection on the mirror attached to the vanity table in the room. My eyes looked to big for my face and my face looks kind of swollen and puffy. Maybe it is because I have been cryi

Childishly I roll my chair back to my table and put down my pen. My body feels so heavy and dull, my head hurts like a thousand grasshoppers were jumping up and down in my head it also feels like I could feel my brain rise up and down like it were a beating heart or banged repeatedly by something, if this wasn't stress I don't know what is.

However, as she sat through her first class, a wave of dizziness washed over her, causing her vision to blur and her head to spin. Mama Hazel tried to shake off the feeling, attributing it to lack of sleep and stress. But as the day progressed, she began to feel increasingly unwell. A persistent headache, nausea, and fatigue weighed her down, making it difficult for her to concentrate on her studies. By the time her last class ended, Mama Hazel knew something was seriously wrong.

A strange warmth spread through my limbs, heavier than simple fatigue. I frowned. No... Something wasn't right. I straightened in my chair. The movement made the room sway gently. The windows blurred. The sunlight softened into hazy streaks. I rubbed at my eyes. Come on. Focus. Just a little longer. I need to find something. The cursor blinked patiently on the screen. Waiting. The words all mixed up together until I could not read them all. My head felt really heavy. It was like someone had put a thing on my thoughts.