It Could Be the Chicken’s Fault
Sickness often starts with sore throat and cough, followed by fever and giddiness.
Hours after having the dinner with my gang, my throat started to itch. It worsened after which.
I cannot afford to be sick because there are still many people for me to help. I hate falling sick. I hate feeling weak.
Labels: health, sick
... Skai (Kailun) dreams @ 12:07 AM