My day was fine. My mom woke me and my brother Justin. I usually slept a little longer after mom wakes us up but this time she said we only had 15min to get ready for MMA class. Anyway, after that, I had a really bad stomachache. I felt like I needed to throw up. I thought it was probably I needed to eat something. It always is like that. But not this time. This time it didn't do anything. For some reason when I talked it made me want to throw up more.
Then Mom found out so she said that I was probably sick and should go back to bed. So I went back with a heating pad on. A couple minutes later Justin and Mom went to America top team witch is the MMA gym we go to. After they left I did nothing. I just sat there for one hour. I couldn't sleep so it was really boring. So I just sat there waiting and trying to sleep.
After one hour of doing nothing and trying to sleep, they finally got home. at least I think it was only one hour. It seemed a lot longer than one hour. maybe cause I was doing nothing. anyway, then Justin came to my room. Then he asked if he could borrow a blanket so he could put it over the heater. I said yes. This wasn't a heater that could burn stuff. Then he set a yogurt drink on a table. So I asked him if he could get one for me. He said yes.
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