July, 2010
I was back in California, just hoping for some time to relax in the summer heat. I'd frequent teenagers recognizing me and telling me that they admired me and what I was doing. Thought this whole experience, I've used my fame to try and promote good. I always known that my father would be proud by doing this.
One day, Farah called me up and asked me if I wanted to go on a ride in her boat. It's been a long time since I've been on the water. So I accepted. I had been a little sick that morning, but I wanted to go.
Once I got on the boat, my hormones started to act up. I hid them as best as I possibly could but they came out all at once. And before I knew it, I was crying into Farah's arms.
"Oh, I know fame is hard. It's ok to cry" she cooed.
"It's not that, everything fucking sucks!" I cried
She soothed me for about five minutes until I was able to compose myself.
For the next couple of hours, I bounced up and down softly to curve my nausea throughout the whole ride. But I couldn't hold it in for much longer. Soon I was projectile vomiting overboard.
Farah tried to comfort me, but I just couldn't for right now.
"Hey, can we turn back. I don't think I can do this today.
"That's completely fine"
We sailed back to the harbor without a problem. Once I was out of the boat and driving back to my house,I kept thinking "What the fuck is wrong with me. Do I have the stomach bug or something". I didn't feel normal
When I returned to my home, all I could do was lie on the couch and be depressed. I felt so guilty. Why wasn't I powering through this. I was feeling like absolute shit until a thought crossed my mind
"No, it can't be"
But that answer, was the most likely one. I rocked around in a chair, hoping that it wasn't what I thought it was. It never left me.
"Fine, I'll do what you want sky daddy"
The ride to the CVS was excruciating. It was burning and my back felt like shit. Once I entered the store, I got a ton of strange looks from people who probably knew who I was. I should of brought a damn disguise.
When I got home, the tests looked at me like monsters. It felt like a schizophrenic episode. But I couldn't wait any fucking longer.
I needed my prayers answered.
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The Father
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