whisperer10: *breathing uncontrollably*
Jeffrey: What's wrong with you?
Me: She has asthma, Jeffrey. She has trouble breathing, sometimes.
Jeffrey: So, use your inhaler!
whisperer10: I am, okay? *takes a puff of her inhaler*
Me: You okay?
whisperer10: Yes, thank you! I gotta go to the doctor, and see about my asthma medicine.
Dante: Sister, you alright?
whisperer10: Yes, Dante, I'm alright. I have very bad asthma.
Dante: Oh, I'm sorry.
whisperer10: It's okay, not your fault. Whenever, I start running, I need to use my inhaler.
Jeffrey: You should get medical treatment for your asthma.
whisperer10: Unfortunately, there is no cure for asthma. I was born with it.
Jeffrey: Oh.
SarahCarolineKinsley: Yeah, sorry. I have asthma myself, so I know the feeling.
Jeffrey: Aw, come on! I don't have asthma!
Me: That's good, Jeffrey! I don't either!
SarahCarolineKinsley: It's good that you guys don't have it. I got my inhaler with me, just in case.
This story was written on September 22nd, 2019.
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