Well, I'm back. And here to stay. Where's Elle?, you are probably asking. Well kind reader, no need to fret. I am always going to be here. And Elle, well she's sleeping at the moment, so why don't we have some fun hmm? Maybe a little traumatic memory here, a little overthinking there, and we are ready for a amazing night full of terro- I mean fun.
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Wow, another night of restless sleep. This time it's filled with all my therapy appointments, but only the bad moments. From age 14-17. That's how my thoughts haunt me every night. I've gotten used to it, but the first few appointments always to me. It was only a few months after Evelyn left. I was only in Grade 8, so having no one there going to high school was tough. I was all alone, and had little to no friends during high school.
I woke up with a tear stained face, again. I had just woke up when I felt something terrible in my stomach. Ugh, I hope this isn't a flu because I have a presentation today and I am in no ways prepared for it. I ran to the bathroom, about to literally burst vomit.
I just made it in time as I felt the
weird, slimy texture fall out. Ew. I hate vomiting, so I closed my eyes while doing it. The odd thing was it smelt like honey. Like sweetness. Like something familiar. Once I finished, I stood up to peer over the toilet bowl to see what caused me to puke, only to be shocked when it wasn't a mucky brown colour but purple. I stared at the sweet smelling purple 'puke' with a very confusing look. What the hell did I eat yesterday? I remember skipping dinner and I just had a tuna sandwich for lunch, and that sure is no tuna.
I felt tremendously better after that fiasco, and stared at it even more wondering where on Earth-
"Elle!! You are going to miss your bus! Hurry up and stop spraying so much perfume!" my mom yelled at me from the bottom of the stairs. I brushed my teeth that were stained a weird purple now, grabbed a hat to hide the hideous nest called my hair and rushed out the door, remembering to grab my unfinished project as well.
Time flew by and I was at my school. I was the last to get off, after being shoved by the football players on my bus, too eager to meet their bros and go chill and spy on chicks before the first bell rang. I got off the bus, went to my locker and it hit me again. I became so nauseous and thank god there was a bathroom near by. I rushed into a stall, and started to vomit again. It again was purple. I was so confused and I was feeling light headed that I didn't notice a girl walk into the bathroom. I walked out of the bathroom and gave her a quick smile, like a weird acknowledgment strangers do. Once she saw me her face went completely pale and stuttered out words.
"Holy crap! Your eyes are red!"
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The Other Side of Me
General Fiction"She's a Code Blue, Sam" "A Code Blue? Wow you've gone through a lot." Elle has struggled ever since Evelyn passed. She has no one to rely on or talk to, until she starts hearing things. Apparently she's not the only one either. I hope you guys love...
