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Readers age: 14/15
You woke with a high fever and very nauseous. It felt as though your insides were doing somersaults. You ran downstairs to where your mom was cooking breakfast. The smell hit your nose and you ran straight to the toilet. You threw your guts up, your hands clutching the rim of the seat. Your mom heard and opened the door holding back your hair. Once you had finished you turned to face her and she smiled at you. 'You okay love?' Jennifer asked. 'No my stomach really hurts and my head is so hot.' Jen pressed her cool hand against your sweating forehead. 'I think you have the flu.' Jennifer went to get the thermometer. Your temperature was 39 degrees. (idk what that is in America.) She sat you down on the sofa and ran upstairs to get your blanket and pillow. 'Here lie down.' Jennifer said as she gently laid you down on the sofa with your head relaxing on the pillow. She placed the blanket underneath you so it was more comfortable to lay on. She turned your favourite film on and sat with you. You placed your legs onto her lap as she stroked your hair. Before long you had fallen asleep.
