Pulling an all nighter

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"Ughhhhhh" I groaned groggily, moving my laptop aside, getting up and stretching after 2 hours of homework. I look a the time "9:58" I whispered sleepily, rubbing my eyes, trying to get them to focus again. As I stood up for the first time in 2 hours , I felt a tingle shoot up my leg causing me to pull a sour face, pins and needles were the worst. I tried my hardest not to move until the tingling had escaped my body but my leg would flinch a little every now and then making me whimper a little. After 2 minutes the pain had died down, allowing me to walk again, wasting no time I immediately sprang up and ran downstairs. Just as I got to the kitchen door , my stomach rumbled. Loud. I laughed a little, due to my childish humour I found everything funny, well almost everything.

"Hey mum, you alright?" I whisper lightly, trying so hard to keep the tears in my eyes. She looked up at my very slowly, she didn't look good today in fact she looked a little to bad. I started to freak out, what should I do? She tried to talk but nothing came out, I lost control and within seconds hot tears came flowing down my face. What do I do? What do I do? DAD! Where's dad? Oh Lord save me! "I'll be right back!" I yell frantically but I'm pretty sure all she heard was "b r ack". Slamming open my bedroom door, I dive onto my bed feeling around for my phone, within a few seconds my hands grabbed something rectangular. I yanked my phone and pressed emergency , then proceeded to dial the ambulance...... "hello there what is the issue?" A muffled voice came from the other end of the line, "H-h-el-p m-my m-mu -um is I-n t-tro-ouble a-and I'm t-the on-ly other o-be in t-this house" I croaked between sobs. "Ok sir we're going to need your address, and name" I let out a shaky breath "my name is J-James Hollends and my address is 154 crossbridge avenue" I spill all in one go. "Ok sir we'll be with you shortly, try to hold on" then the line was cut, I could hear my heart drumming in my ear , I ran back downstairs and what I saw frightened me. Mum was pale, too pale and her breathing had stoped.....

---------------------------------------------- hello my little noodles (yes that what I'm calling you) this is my introduction to my story. If you don't get it read the description of the story. James is 15 almost 16 and Liam is 16 . James' mother has cancer and his father ,despite putting slight pressure on James, tries his hardest to make sure James is ok and Samantha (James' mother) makes it out alive. If you have any other questions fell free to comment them 😊 bai!

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