Whisper

Chapter One

Rolling over in my soft sheets, I couldn't find a comfortable position to lay in without hurting my body in some way. If I layed on my back, it hurt my back; if I layed on my side, it hurt my hips; if I layed on my front, it hurt my knees and my elbows. Ehler Danlos Syndrome was going to be the death of me. Insomnia didn't help much either, when I eventually would get in a slightly less painful position, the bugger would show up and cause me greif. Glancing over at my clock, I wondered if I could have any more meds yet. I am a spoonie, if you haven't guessed already. The clock showed 3:56. Probably about time.

I struggled out of my bed and grabbed my rainbow pillbox, almost overflowing with drugs. I picked out two circular white pills and two smaller pale blue pills. Acetaminophen and zaleplon, pain relief and sleeping pills. I swallowed them whole and went back to my bed. After around thirty minutes of uncomfterble shifting, i finally found a comfy position and must've dozed off. Next thing I know, it's 6:30 am in the morning; Monday.

I sigh as I think about school. I hate it so much. I barely have any friends, but then again I have my Pokémon so I don't really mind at all. Humans are hard to understand and communicate with, Pokemon are not. I would play Pokémon all day if i could, but school wont let me play during lessons. Which is why i hate it so much.

Also because of the mean people.

I don't understand them and their jokes but most of the time I find myself the centre of them. They hate me, and they make my life hell. Once they broke my Gameboy and i couldn't play Pokemon for five whole days. It wasn't fair, i hadn't done anything and i had to suffer.

Lessons aren't so bad. Most of the time I just do them in Whitecroft Support, the more "relaxed" part of the school, I call it. But the lessons can get boring and the uniform is horrific.

Anyway, i crawled out of my bed, reaching over for my crutches and limping up. First thing in the morning, without them I'd probably break something. I fall towards my medecine cupboard and take my pills. Limping to the kitchen, I open the cupboard and reach for my cereal. I then pour it into a bowl and add milk; semi-skimmed and shaken. I sit at the breakfast bar and eat, switching on the TV and putting Pokemon X and Y on. I sat there contently for half an hour, and eventually, after it had finished, went to go and get ready. I could walk without my crutches now, so I put them back in my room and got dressed, ever so carefully in case of injury. My uniform was awful, consisting of:

A white shirt
A purple jumper with the school logo on
A dark blue and purple tie
Dark grey straight trousers

Of course, for me I also had to wear two full length arm supports, ankle braces and a knee support for my right knee. The only good thing about this was I could wear my own shoes, as the ankle braces do not fit into the ones required for school. I decided to wear black plimsoles with insoles. After I was fully dressed, I got my hairbrush and tried to untangle the mess of my long brown hair. I put it in a high ponytail with my side fringe sticking out at the front. At least it looked decent today. I then grabbed my Ash Ketchum hat, and placed it on my head before going to brush my teeth.

Today my lessons were: Art, my all time favourite lesson; Religious Ed, which I hated usually although Buddhism intrigued me and I enjoyed meditating; Maths, which I enjoyed loads and loads; Computer Studies, my second all time favourite lesson; and Technology, with my favourite teacher and also tutor, Miss Alesword. Not a bad day at all, however I still wished I could stay at home playing Pokémon. I made sure all of my homework was in my bag ( which was pokemon themed ) and picked it up, leaving my house and walking to the bus stop. I got my gameboy out of my pocket and started playing Yellow, waiting for the bus to arrive...