It is kind of puzzling if you don't know why weird things happen. Everything happens for a reason, right? I mean like a guy bumped his classmate in order to tell the teacher that the guy that was bumped was cheating. I don't understand why my parents died when I was small or I bit the bully. I just don't understand.
It was free time. Everyone talked and giggled pointing at certain people or flirting at someone. I sat in a corner where no one would bother me. A hand laid on my shoulder. It George's hand. I looked back and saw him pale tired and hagard looking. I said "What's wrong? " He said "I got injured..." "Why?" But he didn't anwser. He just walked away. Then suddenly he fainted.
The teachers had to take him to the school clinic. When the teachers found out he had o pulse they had to take him to the hospital. They took me with them. When we arrived, the doctors put some stuff on him. Then he woke with a start. He was given food but he refused to eat it. The teachers insisted him to eat. When he ate the food he puked. The doctors took his blood sample. It took them 3 hours to tell us the results.
