Blood has always made me queasy.

The sight of it, the smell of it, anything about it makes me want to throw up.

Even in those fake movies you see on SciFi, where the blood coming out of the alien monster looks like someone standing behind it with a hose filled with fruit punch. I still get sick.

When I saw Phoebe, I almost passed out. If what I saw was in my imagination, it was no real surprise. My imagination can be pretty vivid sometimes.

When I saw the blood.. my blood smeared on the ground, I almost vomited right there.

I didn’t eat dinner that night, even though I was allowed to. I felt sick, and didn’t want to really come out of my room.

I think I fell asleep at 8:00, and it was the most I’ve ever slept since I was in the third grade, even though I woke up every couple of hours from… Phoebe.

My mind was replaying the small things I’d seen: Kelsie with the bottle, the teacher, Phoebe’s face…

I woke up at five in the morning, and ran to the bathroom to throw up.