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Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever

Date: 6/4/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: PolishCock, Rating: 78.6, Source: sexstories.com

revelation, I rolled over towards my window and winced from the light of the midday sun shining directly into my eyes. My parents had let me skip school. “I might as well get used to this…” I groaned as I got up. I immediately grabbed my bottle of meds as my agony began to flare from being conscious, downing two pills without anything to drink. It took time to get dressed, as I quickly found that my muscles were stiff from the waves of throbbing pain. I aching all over, I walked downstairs and saw my dad in the living room, reading the newspaper. He was there to make sure I got through my seizures without hurting myself. Trying to stay unnoticed, I snuck into the kitchen. The last thing I wanted was for him to want some long conversation about how I could talk to him at any time and all that other stuff. I took my antidepressants and convulsion meds, and made myself a bowl of cereal. Just as I was crossing the kitchen with the bowl, a bolt of electicity shot up my spine, making me feel like I was being flogged with red-hot chains. I dropped the bowl with a loud smash and collapsed to the floor, gripping my skull and roaring in anguish. My dad bolted out of his chair and rushed over to me. Within ten seconds, it was over. I could feel the pain ebbing away, until it was at its normal levels. “Are you all right?” My dad asked. “Yeah, I’m ok.” I said, slowly getting to my feet. “We’re taking you to the hospital.” My dad said as he went to get his car keys. “No.” I declared, it ... sounded like the beat of a drum. My dad looked at me. “I’m going to be having these seizures for the rest of my life. I can’t go to the hospital after every one. I’ll get used to them eventually.” I said as I picked up the broken shards of the bowl. I suffered two more seizures that day, both of them causing me to fall to the floor in agony. My mom got home with my older sister and younger brother. They all paused when they saw me in the TV room. I was watching a horror movie and the room was dark. There were bags under my eyes from the strain of my seizures, and my hands were trembling more than usual. I looked at my mom and gently shook my head. She got the message and slowly pulled my siblings away. The dinner had an awkward silence as everyone tried not to stare at me. “Emily, you wouldn’t happen to know what my homework is, would you? Did you talk to my teachers?” I asked my sister. “No.” She said softly. “I need to head back to school tomorrow, I can’t afford to lose two days as a sophomore.” I said. “No, definitely not.” My mom said. “I need to go back to school sometime, and these seizures aren’t going to go away. I have cancer, not some goddamn cold that will go away after a day of rest.” I said as I took a pain pill. Everyone tensed as I mentioned the cancer. “There is no reason for me to stay home.” I said. The sky was a dark grey and sleeting as my mom drove me to school. Other students were swarming in to get out of the rain and snow as the doors were finally ...