Im sick| Peter Parker

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Pulling yourself out another tissue of your tissue box you blew your nose for what felt like the hundredth time tonight alone.

Being the lazy one you were you just threw it onto your bedside table and rolled back onto your back in your bed.

In January each year you would always come down with a cold. (Me because I have one rn). You wouldn't get ill over Christmas but as soon as the new year came around it was like new year new cold.

You laid flat on your back and looked up to the ceiling that was lit with the little light you had in the corner of your room.

You shut your eyes tightly then opened them again due to your tiredness. But yet you couldn't get to sleep because of how uncomfortable you were.

It was sniff every five seconds and you couldn't even blow your nose to get it all out because it was so blocked.

It was so frustrating because you wanted to sleep so bad but because of how uncomfortable you wet with your nose playing up along with a sore throat you couldn't.

You moved your arm over to your bedside table to grab your phone to check the time. 5:37am.

You put your phone back again and then brought your hands to your face knowing you had to be up in about an hours time. You huffed to yourself and turned over in your bed.

You tucked in like you usually would when you would go to sleep bus as you closed your eyes, you knew you wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon.

You just laid there thinking about random things as your eyes were closed wanting to go to sleep but, not today.

After about twenty minutes of laying there not falling asleep you untucked yourself and sat up on your bed.

You crossed your legs and leant your elbow on on knee and rested your head on that hand.

You felt super tired but just couldn't sleep. Your body felt so fragile that you felt like you couldn't even stand up. You were absolutely freezing keeping in mind you had the warmest clothes on you had.

Using all the energy you have you stood up out of you bed and made your way over to your main light switch. As you turned it on your eyes closed due to the burn to your eyes from the light.

You walked back over to your bed again and sat on the edge. Rubbing your eyes you the picked up your phone and seen it was just after 6am.

You are up earlier than usual but that meant you could take you time because you knew you could not get ready in a hurry today.

You made your way to the bathroom so that you could was yourself to maybe wake yourself up a little bit but you weren't relying on it.

Walking in you tied you hair back just so that it didn't get in the way when you washed your face.

Turning on your hot water tap as you waited for it to warm you out some face was on and rubbed it in and then used the water when it was ready.

Washing the water off your face you realized that did not help at all, if anything you looked worse.

Your eyes could hardly stay open and the bags were unreal, something you don't usually have as you sleep so much.

Around your nose was red from how many times you blew it and sniffing all the time doesn't help. Your lips were also crusty as hell which is a surprise because who doesn't use lip balm.

Walking out to your room from your bathroom the motivation you had was definitely below zero.

You shut your door behind you then looked around thinking about what to wear. You knew it was going to be joggers and leggings so you headed over to your draw.

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