Not talking.

Today is a no talking day. I can tell already.

My throat hurts. My head is fuzzy. I’m crashing really hard. I feel crappy. I’m tired.

So much to get done today.

I just want to hide in bed from the world.

Today, I want a Daddy. Today– I’m 8.

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