Being Sick!
May 22nd 2006 When I get home, though, my host mom took one look at me and asked me suspiciously how I was. I tell her that I was fine, but that I'm going to take a nap until dinner, so I go and lie down. I'm pretty cold now, though, so I start piling on the layers until I have three shirts and a zipped-up jacket on underneath. When my host mom comes in to wake me up, she again asks how I'm doing, if I have
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