After those dreams, I pushed it to the side. I didn't want to think about it, at least right now.
When I got downstairs, my mother was fixing her some coffee when I walked over and grabbed the coffee pot. She looked at me confused because I don't usually drink the crap.
"Dear, is everything okay?" She asked me.
"Tired and I don't think I feel good." I told her.
"Why don't you stay home then."
"But school?" I told her.
"You're a good student. They'll be okay without you for a day." She told me as she closed her mug. "How about this, I know where you need to be. Why don't you take my car and go to the riverside for today. Get some fresh air and shit."
"Don't you need the car?" I asked her.
"I'll have Kyle bring me home. Actually, what day is it?"
"Wednesday." I told her.
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