ᥫ᭡┆𝙄𝙣 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨

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"What's This Funny Feeling In My Stomach?"

"What's This Funny Feeling In My Stomach?"

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I lay on the mattress looking at the hole-filled ceiling.

I've been feeling strange things around the new kid, a feeling I've never experienced around women before...

Something about her makes my stomach turn.

It makes my head fuzzy and makes me want to puke...

"Are you okay?"

I looked to the right and saw my little sister, "Oh, hey, yeah, I'm alright," I replied.

She walked up to me and lay down beside me.

"You tired?" I asked.

"Tired and hungry as fuck..."

I let out a soft chuckle, "One day, I'll treat you, guys, to dinner," I said looking at the stars through the hole in the ceiling.

"Easier said than done."

I sighed and held her near to keep her warm, "Go to sleep," I said.

After a few minutes, I felt her softly snoring against me, "I promise, I'll give you a good life, a life that's better than mine."

The next day I woke up quite early, my sister sleeping on my right side, I let out a quiet sigh and slowly sat up.

I was rubbing my eyes that were being blinded by the light of the sun.

I stood up and wore my orange parka, it's been a month and a half since I last washed it, but can you honestly blame me?

I left my home and walked down the street, I didn't know where I was heading, my feet just wanted to move.

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