I sat on my bed and opened my laptop. I looked at the time and saw it's 3:50. I started to wonder where Sadie is. She's supposed to be here at 3:30 everyday to help me with school. The world doesn't revolve around me, I know, but she's 20 minuets late. If something happened to her I don't know what I would do with myself. I took a drink of water and breathed in trying to calm down, but all I can think of was 5 years ago in grade six when Sadie confessed to me what happened at home.
We were walking out of school and Sadie was telling me the real story of how she twisted her ankle. "She was yelling at me and telling me it was all my fault he worked so much." I could hear her voice break. "She threw a beer bottle at me and I tried to run bu-"
She froze as two boys walked up to me "Hey Finn why don't you ask your rich girlfriend to pay for your surgery. Maybe then you won't look like a frog!" He pushed me to the ground. "Finn!" Everything gets blurry as I slowly lose my consciousness. Just the thought of that day sent chills up my spine.
I opened my eyes dazed and confused. The doctor explained to me that I was on drugs and was subscribed medication. He told me I was diagnosed with polyglanular Addison's disease and that if any kind of adrenaline went through me my organs would collapse and I would instantly die. I'd have to stay inside pretty much the rest of my life. Something as small as a spider, balloon popping, or even stressing out about a quiz could kill me. I was going to have to start online school and would have to go to therapy.
