I wake up covered in sweat, breathing heavy from my nightmare again. I look at my hands and find that I've dug my nails into the palms. I go to the bathroom to wash the blood off only to find that there are no cuts on my hands. I look around and check my body for any open wounds. All I can find are the small red nail marks on my palms. This is so weird, first my neck and now my palms.
I'm ready for school and am on my way out when my parents stop me... "Before you go honey, what would you like to do for your birthday in two weeks time, you are turning 18" my mom asks me excitedly. "I don't know mom, maybe just go for a nice supper, watch some movies and have snacks, I'll invite Aubrey", I'm not one for big parties and stuff. I'm about to leave when all of a sudden I feel an incredible amount of pain in my head, I turn to my parents with tears in my eyes and clutch my head. I start breathing heavy and I try to scream but no sound comes out, my mom holds me and my dad swoops me up before I'm consumed by darkness.
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"Is it possible we got the date wrong, it's too soon" My mother says in a hushed tone. "Shhhhh she might be waking up" My dad says. I blink my eyes a few times and noticed I am lying in my bed. I groan and my parents both rush too my side. "Oh honey, you scared us" My mom says looking worried. "How are you feeling Emmy" My dad asks. I try to sit up but I realize I have a splitting headache. "What.... what happened?" I ask, my voice groggy. "You passed out sweety, are you feeling better?" My mom asks. She is so sweet and kind and loving. "My head is really sore" I say as a few tears escape my eyes. "Here honey, take this, it will help for the pain and you will sleep it off" My dad says handing me two tablets and a glass of water. I take the pills and turn onto my side and hug my pillow close to me as I fall asleep wondering what is going on with me.