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Its day 9 and i start to wonder if my phone would work even if all the systems went down but i just cant find my phone...i think i left it in my bag but i cant find my bag.

"Hey jake ugh...James looks kinda sick."

"Please don't tell me that."

"Jake I am not playing he looks really sick just come to the room."

I follow Melinda to the room, I see my brother laying down...I walk to him and place my hand on his forehead.

"He is burning up."

"Jake what do we do?"

"We should have something for that fever let's check all the medications."

30 MINUTES LATER

"Jake nothing for a fever...jake I am nervous."

"Hey calm down it's okay..he will be okay, he is just like me."

"I don't think that's good."

"Well I don't take medications anymore I don't like medicine...and I hardly ever put on bandaids."

"Oh wow."

"Look I am going to the outside and find something for him...please take care of him."

"I will, but ugh jake...never mind just go and come back okay."

"Ugh ya sure."

I start to walk to the gate and lift it just a little but when Melinda said that she grabbed onto the sweater I gave her..I have a feeling but I don't want to think about that right now.

I think I do...but at a time like this...I think I like jake...sounds weird...I just don't have time for this I should not think about it.

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