*Saturday morning*
I layed on the couch as my mom took my temperature. Earlier that morning I had woken up not feeling good so I told my mom and here I am sitting on the couch with a blanket. Once my mom took the thermometer out of my ear I said, what is my temperature? It doesn't matter but just stay here and rest I need to make a phone call. I knew my mom was calling my dad telling him my fever was high. I reached out for the remote and turned the TV on. I gasped. Oh my gosh today I have practice!! My mom leaned her head out of her bedroom and said, you're not going to go today. What! Mom never let me stay home if I was feeling sick. My temperature must've really been high.
Once my mom came back into the living room, she sat down beside me. ''Is it bad?'' I said. Is what bad? ''My fever.'' I replied. ''Hon, it's flu season, i'm sure you'll be back up on your feet next week!'' I shrugged and turned on my favorite show, It's Not Me, It's You.
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On The Way To Fame
De TodoLaura is a 12-year-old gymnast. She is a level 7 and dedicates her life to gymnastics.
