“the look”—day nineteen

My fever reaches higher and higher, and I feel my control of my body slipping away. 

The doctor tells me the results don’t point to anything, but I know she thinks there is something much larger going on. The way she looks at my parents when she thinks I don’t notice tells me everything I need to know. 

This isn’t my first go-around, nor is it my last. 

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