VirgilAttack

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The fucking houston Tornado scared the living hell out of us and destroyed out house. yay

VirgilAttack

help my old science teacher was in the hall ways looking out for stray kids in the mornings and talked to me . I haven't slept, so my answers were slow and my cat made me have an allergic reaction so my eyes were read. This all combined with the fact that I forgot my teacher's name, whos room I was heading to . Mr. baker squinted and looked me in the eye and asked, " are you high?". I finally realized how I'm not a morning person at all, but I didn't know that I looked that bad... : C

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On June 30th, 2022, Thursday, Technoblade died of stage 4 cancer. I'm in distraught over this news and  I hope you all are able to cope with this sudden loss in our lives. He is and always will be a legend. We will all miss you king.

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okay, update. two days ago I had a seizure during my walk to my bus stop right next to the road. completely came to when I was in the ambulance. my walking is kinda fucked rn and trying my hardest not to be scared that this might not've been a one time thing because of my strange habit of waking up on the ground multiple times. I'm lucky I wasn't hurt by now especially because when I "pass out" I fall to the ground.

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I open my eyes slowly and realize I’m in a hospital bed. I’m connected to some machines and can hear my own heart beat steadily increase as I take in my surroundings. The sudden increasing in beeping must have triggered an alarm somewhere because the next thing I see is a nurse rushing in to check on me. She stands there for a second, looking into my eyes with shock, then quickly turns around and calls for a doctor. Everything goes by in a blur as I find out about my child dying due to the impact and explains to me that I had sever head trauma and was in a coma for a month. I’m crying and feeling like I want to die as I grieve for my child and lost time. I’m confused as to where my family is and call their names repeatedly as I sob louder. The doctors try to hold me down as the gently try to explain that they are on their was now as we speak, and not to worry as they will be here soon, over and over again until I’m calm enough for them to let me go and walk out the room. This is when I wake and can’t stop thinking about the dream, to the point that I decide to write it down.
          
          So yeah, did I mention this was a dream I had last night?

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@VirgilAttack lol My dream went more like this:
             I am blowing up a ship with weird people I have never seen. I am happy and celebrating that the ship has blown up even though everyone is dead. Oh and I’m made out of paper. Now a crocodile made out of paper is chasing me. I get into my father’s car that just conveniently is there.
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