The Unforseen Befuddlement

I open my eyes, and it feels like a spaceship mile away is taking me somewhere I have never anticipated to be before. The vibration under my back and the constant bickering of the machine keeps me awake as I wait for these seventeen minutes to be over. My bare legs catch the frigidness of the air and I shiver thinking only of the worst possibilities. As my eyes scan the room, they frequently hit the countdown toy, a zebra printed clock, which happens to be my only source of contentment at the moment. It ticks slowly and steadily without missing a beat and finally gives the adults in the other room a signal to let me go.

I anxiously wait for Mrs. Heather, the attendance monitor, to give me the permission to go to earth science. While her thin, flaky fingers glide across the rugged keyboard, I can feel my heartbeat, a continual thump in the middle of my chest. As I hold the excuse letter in my hand, I can feel the dampness around it. I have no clue why, but I was afraid of what life is going to be handing over to me in the next few weeks, days, or even seconds. I make my way through the never-ending hallway and knock on the brown, timbered door. Just as my teacher opens it, I forget all my worries and enter the world I truly want to belong to.

As I wait for the inoculation, I think to myself. How many more days of this testing? There is nothing wrong with me! I know. I can just feel it. If there was something defective, I would have told my parents, but no one seems to understand my pain, my feelings, or my thoughts. The needle inches closer to my flesh and I swallow. I can feel the liquid dropping down my throat to my stomach and I shiver once again. My brain shuts down and I can only feel the pinch as the needle glides through my skin and hits the vein with much aggressiveness. One down but no idea how many more to go!

Lunch was usual. I come late and my friends start bombarding me with questions as to where I have been. I give them a decent and believable explanation with which they simmer down. I can't keep lying to my friends like this. What will they think? I'll lose their trust if they find out that I have not been taking care of my brother but have been at the doctor's office. I can't afford to lose any of them especially since I need them the most right now. The smell of turkey and mashed potatoes makes it way up my nose and my stomach yearns for the food. I reach into my pocket and cruise around in order to find my folded two dollars. Oh no! Are you serious?! There's nothing like losing money while