You know that I could crush you with my voice.

I always get sick around this time of year.

I woke up sunday with very little ability to speak. It became worse as the day progressed. I could barely swallow my own saliva anymore. Sunday night, I was chilled (our house was fucking hot according to my parents), and I ached all over. I was crying my body ached so badly.

Monday, I had absolutely no voice, and my nose was running uncontrollably. My mom forced me to the walk-in clinic, fearing that I might have strep. ...