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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
74
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9,672
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88
Recommended:
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Friday, June 27, 2008
1:21am - Scared
I'm scared to go to sleep. I was so tired. I slept for a little while, but I woke up. Brad, Jason, Ryan and Greg are already upstairs. I don't want to be down here anymore. What if I start feeling sick again. What if I stop breathing again? Then what will happen. They'll get mad at me if something happens. Please come downstairs. Please.
They're not coming. I'm going to throw up.
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2:44am - Again
I'm upstairs again. Writing. Ryan is sleeping on his side of the bed. I'm cuffed again to my side. Greg says I have a 102 degree fever. I threw up four times. Twice on the floor before Chastity and Nicole woke up. They told Sara to yell for Greg. She did. Ryan and him both came down thinking that I had stopped breathing again until I threw up again. Ryan patted my back. I sat up and said I was sorry. He said it was fine. He picked me up and carried me into Greg's office. Greg followed and told the other girls to go back to sleep. Ryan left and cleaned where I threw up at. I apologized to him again. I didn't want him mad at me.
I think I'll be okay. I'll turn the lamp off and try to sleep for now. Just resting with my eyes shut is better than nothing.
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3:57am - Confused
I threw up again. I really want it to stop! It hurts when I do, and it's so disgusting. Ryan had thankfully placed a trash can next to the bed for me just in case. Good call there.
He heard me and woke up. I didn't know that he was awake until he pulled my hair back. It scared me. I wasn't expecting it, but he just rubbed my back the whole time. It felt nice.
I find it odd that during the day, Ryan can be so cruel. When their clients are coming in. At night however, and in the morning before it's time for us to start work, he's so nice to Sara and me. A completely different personality. One that I like, but also one that I'm afraid of even more than the one during the day. It makes me like him, trust him. I should hate him. Why can't I hate him?
It's almost 4 in the morning and I still can't sleep. That gives me only 2 hours until Ryan starts getting Sara and me ready. I don't think I can handle this today. What if I throw up when I"m with one of the customers? I'll get hit.
I wonder if my fever has gone down any. I hope so.
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4:47pm - Storm
I still had a fever this morning. 101 degrees. It barely went down at all. Greg told Ryan to keep me upstairs for now. He said that it'll make me worse if I go down to the basement because of it being so cold. Brad is up here with me. He's watching tv. I'm just sitting on the floor, leaning against the sofa, writing like always.
We're supposed to get thunderstorms tonight. I don't like thunderstorms. The thunder is what scares me. Not the lightning.
Greg will probably be checking my temperature again soon. He's been making me drink lots of water. He said it's probably just a cold but because I was throwing up, he wants to keep a close watch on me. Which reminds me. Dr. Houle came by and dropped off some antibiotic for me. It is the most disgusting stuff.
It's getting darker outside now. The sun isn't shining at all anymore.
Jason is up here now. He's watching tv with Brad and their talking about tomorrow. I guess they're leaving to go somewhere. Probably to a club.
I wonder if Sara is okay. I'm sure she is. I haven't seen her at all today.
It was raining a bit earlier. I wonder if any came into the basement. It probably is good that I'm not down there. Greg said that it could turn into bronchitis because I've also been coughing a bit.
I wish there was more to do. I don't have Sara to talk to, and I can't talk to Brad or Jason. Well, I could, but then they start joking around about things. Ryan has been downstairs the whole day. Greg has only been up once, and that was to give me the medicine that the doctor dropped off.
I'm starting to get a headache.
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11:39pm - Stare
I'm at the kitchen table sitting down with Ryan, Greg and Brad. Jason is gone. I don't understand what is going on. They're just sitting there. Staring at each other. It's kind of freaking me out. Normally, Ryan would have already put me to bed, but I'm just sitting here writing. Wondering what is going on. I'm actually cold for once up here.
My fever went down. That's what Greg said. He said it's down to 99 now. He gave me a fever reducer along with the antibiotic. However, I am still coughing. My chest is starting to hurt from it. What if I really do have bronchitis?
I think something is wrong.
I'm scared to go to sleep. I was so tired. I slept for a little while, but I woke up. Brad, Jason, Ryan and Greg are already upstairs. I don't want to be down here anymore. What if I start feeling sick again. What if I stop breathing again? Then what will happen. They'll get mad at me if something happens. Please come downstairs. Please.
They're not coming. I'm going to throw up.
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2:44am - Again
I'm upstairs again. Writing. Ryan is sleeping on his side of the bed. I'm cuffed again to my side. Greg says I have a 102 degree fever. I threw up four times. Twice on the floor before Chastity and Nicole woke up. They told Sara to yell for Greg. She did. Ryan and him both came down thinking that I had stopped breathing again until I threw up again. Ryan patted my back. I sat up and said I was sorry. He said it was fine. He picked me up and carried me into Greg's office. Greg followed and told the other girls to go back to sleep. Ryan left and cleaned where I threw up at. I apologized to him again. I didn't want him mad at me.
I think I'll be okay. I'll turn the lamp off and try to sleep for now. Just resting with my eyes shut is better than nothing.
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3:57am - Confused
I threw up again. I really want it to stop! It hurts when I do, and it's so disgusting. Ryan had thankfully placed a trash can next to the bed for me just in case. Good call there.
He heard me and woke up. I didn't know that he was awake until he pulled my hair back. It scared me. I wasn't expecting it, but he just rubbed my back the whole time. It felt nice.
I find it odd that during the day, Ryan can be so cruel. When their clients are coming in. At night however, and in the morning before it's time for us to start work, he's so nice to Sara and me. A completely different personality. One that I like, but also one that I'm afraid of even more than the one during the day. It makes me like him, trust him. I should hate him. Why can't I hate him?
It's almost 4 in the morning and I still can't sleep. That gives me only 2 hours until Ryan starts getting Sara and me ready. I don't think I can handle this today. What if I throw up when I"m with one of the customers? I'll get hit.
I wonder if my fever has gone down any. I hope so.
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4:47pm - Storm
I still had a fever this morning. 101 degrees. It barely went down at all. Greg told Ryan to keep me upstairs for now. He said that it'll make me worse if I go down to the basement because of it being so cold. Brad is up here with me. He's watching tv. I'm just sitting on the floor, leaning against the sofa, writing like always.
We're supposed to get thunderstorms tonight. I don't like thunderstorms. The thunder is what scares me. Not the lightning.
Greg will probably be checking my temperature again soon. He's been making me drink lots of water. He said it's probably just a cold but because I was throwing up, he wants to keep a close watch on me. Which reminds me. Dr. Houle came by and dropped off some antibiotic for me. It is the most disgusting stuff.
It's getting darker outside now. The sun isn't shining at all anymore.
Jason is up here now. He's watching tv with Brad and their talking about tomorrow. I guess they're leaving to go somewhere. Probably to a club.
I wonder if Sara is okay. I'm sure she is. I haven't seen her at all today.
It was raining a bit earlier. I wonder if any came into the basement. It probably is good that I'm not down there. Greg said that it could turn into bronchitis because I've also been coughing a bit.
I wish there was more to do. I don't have Sara to talk to, and I can't talk to Brad or Jason. Well, I could, but then they start joking around about things. Ryan has been downstairs the whole day. Greg has only been up once, and that was to give me the medicine that the doctor dropped off.
I'm starting to get a headache.
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11:39pm - Stare
I'm at the kitchen table sitting down with Ryan, Greg and Brad. Jason is gone. I don't understand what is going on. They're just sitting there. Staring at each other. It's kind of freaking me out. Normally, Ryan would have already put me to bed, but I'm just sitting here writing. Wondering what is going on. I'm actually cold for once up here.
My fever went down. That's what Greg said. He said it's down to 99 now. He gave me a fever reducer along with the antibiotic. However, I am still coughing. My chest is starting to hurt from it. What if I really do have bronchitis?
I think something is wrong.