Chapter 29

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I threw up. Vomited. At school. At the very end of P.E. On my sweater. The one that says i'm not superwoman but i'm fighting scoliosis so close enough. This happened on Monday. Ran 2 laps. First girl. Finished in 4 minutes and 15 seconds. I was wearing my brace, obviously, my sweater that my mom washed, and sweatpants. With shoes. It was really cold, but running to laps gets you sweaty and hot. I was fine, except for my leg hurting. I was sitting on the grass. I took off my sweater. My P.E. teacher made us walk to our numbers when we finished. I'm number 29, but here I was number 30. We switched numbers on Tuesday. We were sitting in the big grass patch in the middle of the track. In order to get to our numbers we have cross the track, walk through grass, and go up some hill. This is what got to me. I sat on my number. By this time i was coughing and burping and my stomach hurt and I felt terrible. Then I felt the vomit come up my mouth and would've swallowed it, but it tasted to gross, so I spit it out. And it fell on my sweater. I would've been fine if i could've taken off my brace. 

On another note, I reconnected with an old guy friend and apparently he has scoliosis to. Don't know if I already told you guys, but if not, their you go.

Stay strong.

Bye

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