Letters from a Comatose Patient

Letter #8

 Dear Wrenbird,

I missed school today.

No, I am not happy about that.

In fact, I am immensely displeased with it.

Apparently, Mom deemed me “too sick” to go to school.

Um, excuse me?

I am perfectly fine.

Ignore the dried edge of the paper.

Dear god, am I trying to get you sick?

It's a good thing I'm not giving these letters to you...

and that I didn't come to school today.

My god, where does all this mucus come from?

How does my body store it all in my sinuses?

There is not enough room in there!

Mom, Mom!

I need more tiss—

Wait...

Why am I writing this?

Dang it!

March 29,

Koda