Chapter-XII

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I was at school but I couldn't focus on the lectures. It was hard. I was still not over with my nightmare. I don't know why but it somehow had a very deep, mental impact on me. I did not feel well. I felt like puking. I excused myself from the class and ran towards the washroom. The Girl's washroom was situated at the far end of the corridor. The corridor! Holy S**t it looked like the dull, scary long hallway in one of the horror shows I had watched with my friends. Actually, no teacher appreciates children going out during the lectures until of course, you have a problem or you want to pee hard. The corridor made me feel worse. No trace of even a mere staff person. I walked on.

The marble floor made a sound like it was being hurt by my foot. The lights started to flicker. A chill passed through my spine. Just then, I saw something! A woman? A man? No, It wasn't a human. Suddenly,my vision blurred. All I could see was a white, tall structure. Abnormally- tall. It did not have defined physical attributes. It just looked like a walking satin sac. It was shining brilliantly in the dim light. My vision became worse. I could hardly see now. All I could see was the structure coming closer. I started running from the monster in the Highest of speeds. After some time, I realised that it stopped following me. Then I entered the washroom.

I stood in front of the looking glass. I looked, well, pale. I was shivery. My heart was racing. I could actually hear the lub-dub sound loud. My eyes wore blood red. I could see my each nerve clearly. Just then, my tummy groaned and I puked. I did not want to look down as I had a phobia. Trypophobia!  I was disgusted when I looked at those holes in the sink. But, I could make out that I did not puke undigested food particles. It was blood! Only blood. Nothing else. Suddenly, I had a terrible urge to hold something for support, for I was about to collapse. After a while, I fainted. I opened my eyes to find me surrounded by a large number of teachers and students. They asked me if I was alright. With my eyes half open, I asked for juice.

I drank the juice and it made me feel better. But, I was still struggling with my consciousness. My teacher asked me to go back home as I couldn't attend lectures in such a state.

When, I reached there. MA and PA hugged me. "Are you okay Mia? We received a call from madam Chloe." Malicia and David chorused.
"Err, I....I'm com...completely oh...ohkay! Don't stress too much." I shrugged.

That evening, I was literally burning with fever. It reached around 104.5 Fahrenheit. I wanted them to take me to a doctor now. For only a doctor could diagnose the seriousness of my illness. But my grannys were conservative fellows. They didn't like being social. They never interacted with anyone. They always preferred staying within the four-walled house.
After having an almost tasteless and yucky soup, I tried to close my eyes to get lost into the dreamworld AGAIN!

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