holloween night

When I get home from school, oh do I get sick. I can't believe I'm feeling down on Halloween. And I haven't even been trick-or-treating yet. My throat is so sore I can't swallow without it hurting.

I call my mom on her cell phone.

“Hey mom,” I speak as normally as I can so she won’t worry. “My throat hurts so much and my nose is just stuffed with boogers. What do I do?”

“Honey, is your throat okay? I can just hear the soreness from the phone.”

 “No, mom, it’s just I feel a little sick that’s all.”

 My mom said it was a cold. She said to make chicken noodle soup for my throat.  Once I do, I take it to the living room. I drink it, and boom the bowl falls right on the floor. My tongue is dark red, so burned I basically cry.

          I rush to the sink and flood my mouth with ice cold water. After at least three minutes of steam wafting out of my mouth, I find that my throat just might be the sorest I’ve ever felt.

          My throat is so sore my mouth is flooding with saliva. If I dare swallow it will hurt like drinking the boiling water from a hot stove. I get a bowl and I literally spit into the bowl because I cannot swallow. I find myself so messed up. I have a feeling I won’t be trick-or-treating tonight