forever crying about food.
see also: crying while eating.
I was having an allergic reaction to something. My throat was closing up and I couldn’t breathe very well. I might have been at school. I think I was with catie. I kept trying to call my mom so I could let her know I had to go to the ER but she wasn’t answering her phone. I was worried she was dead. my throat wasn’t getting any better though and I needed to get to the hospital.
ghosts. or something from a horror movie. it was scary but I don’t remember much about this part anymore.
I was finally being taken to the hospital. I was in a car with some people, but then the driver kicked the other people who I knew out of the car. he sped up the hill and tried to force me to give him road head. I refused. he threatened to kill me. I still refused and jumped out of the car. we had been driving up a mountain so every time I jumped over the cliff, I landed on the road underneath. he kept following me and said I could never lose him. I was jumping into snow and trees, so you could see where I was going. finally I got stuck on a power line and he grabbed me and held me there. He had a place all set up for us. I was so determined, and I power-hit him in the middle of his chest and his bones all broke and I fell to the ground. he screamed in agony and I ran for it.
I finally got to the hospital but just kept walking down hallways.