I'VE EMERGED !!

AFTER SPENDING A WEEK UNDER THE COVERS WITH THIS, APPARENTLY, 'FATAL' FLU, IVE EMERGED WITH A HEAD FULL OF DIZZY SPELLS AND A NOSE FULL OF SNOTTTTTTTTTTTT. !!!!

YOU MIGHT THINK MY WEEK IN BED WAS UNEVENTFUL, BUT, I HAD AN ASSASSINATION SCARE. SEE, I HAD ONE WINDOW TO LOOK OUT OF FOR AN ENTIRE WEEK, AND A YOUNG ACTIVE BRAIN LIKE MINE JUST CANT BE SATISFIED WITH THE SAME PICTURE DAY IN DAY OUT. I DECIDED TO POINT OUT TO MYSELF THE MOST SUCCESSFUL POSITIONS IN WHICH A POSSIBLE SNIPER COULD PERCH HIM OR HERSELF. AND THEN I DEVISED ESCAPE PLANS FROM EACH SHOOTING POINT. THIS KEPT ME OCCUPIED FOR TWO DAYS BUT IT PROBABLY WASNT VERY GOOD FOR MY MENTAL WELL BEING. OVER THE FOLLOWING TWO DAYS I FOUND MYSELF CLOSELY INSPECTING ALL OF THE PREVIOUSLY POINTED OUT SNIPER POSITIONS FOR ANY CHANGE OR DISTURBANCE. I WAS HELL BENT ON THE FACT THAT I COULD EASILY BE SHOT WHILE RESTING IN MY BED. ( ONE OF THE SNIPER POSITIONS, IF CHOSEN, WOULD HAVE ABLED THE SHOOTER THE GET A BULLET THROUGH MY FOOT AND STRAIGHT INTO MY BRAIN. WITH THIS THOUGHT, MY BRAIN AND FOOT ADOPTED A UNIQUE PHOBIA OF BEING LET OUT FROM UNDER THE BLANKETS) NOW ON MY FIFTH DAY OF ILLNESS CAME A NASTY SCARE. MY MOTHER HAD FAILED TO CLOSE MY BLINDS ON THIS EVENING (IM NOT HATING ON HER FOR IT DONT WORRY) ANYWAY, THERE WERE SOME CLOTHES HANGING ON THE LINE AND THE SKY WAS OPENING UP SO MUM NIPPED OUTSIDE TO TAKE THEM OFF BEFORE THE SPRINKLE TURNED INTO A HEAVY SHOWER. IT WAS PRETTY DARK OUTSIDE BECAUSE MUM WAS RELYING ON AN INDIRECT LIGHT SOURCE FROM THE DECK (IF YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO MY HOUSE BEFORE THEN THAT MEANS NOTHING TO YOU, BUT KEEP THE IMAGE IN YOUR HEAD, ITS REASONABLY DARK) NOW I WAS DRIFTING OFF TO SLEEP RIGHT, I WAS FALLING ASLEEP FACING MY WARDROBE WHICH JUST SO HAPPENS TO BE ALL MIRRORS. NOW MY ROOM WAS DARK SO I COULDNT SEE MY OWN REFLECTION, JUST THAT OF DARK ROOFTOPS AGAINST THE SKY, UNTIL SOMETHING ELSE REFLECTED INTO MY MIRROR. A FUCKIN SMALL RED CIRCLE!!! I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO GET FUCKING KILLED, BUT THEN I REALISED THAT IN BETWEEN LETHARGIC BLINKS MY MUM HAD LIT A CIGARETTE AND ITS GLOWING TIP WAS WHAT TRIGGERED MY LIFE TO FLASH BEFORE MY EYES.

WHO AM I KIDDING, I JUST MADE ALL THAT UP THEN. WHAT, DO YOU THINK IM FUCKING CRAZY?