My head hurts so much!
I didn't even drink last night!
I lie in bed considering whether I should get up or not. In the end I decide to get up and get an advil. I sit up with tremendous effort and immediately my right temple starts hurting and my vision becomes blurry. It feels like the whole room is spinning at a million miles per second.
I fall to my slightly damp pillow and pass out. When I wake up I'm extra careful not to get up too quickly. I propp my elbow onto my white pillow and look around my room.
The cream curtains let through a strong beam of light onto the hardwood floor through the small crack. My room is a mess. My clothes from the night before lie on the floor and I suddenly become aware that I am butt naked.
The white walls are covered in posters from my favorite band but a bright pink post it note stands out like a sore thumb. I sit up straight. I walk toward the small piece of paper. I look at it to see what it said but there is no text on the mysterious piece of paper. I raise my hand to take it off the wall but when I glance at my hand I am filled with fear. My vision goes blurry again and my mind becomes foggy. Blood. There's blood on my hands.
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The Night
ChickLitWhen Naomi wakes up with a nasty surprise after a night out, she must figure out what happened. As this book involves abusive people and some violence I would not recommend it to anyone under 13. This story includes mental illnesses and I apologize...
