i was walking to my job at Garrett's place from the University after my classes. i wasn't feeling well that whole day. i was trying not to show that i wasn't feeling well. i could tell that my heart wasn't acting right. i felt dizzy but i had to get to work. i didn't have a place to stay or live. yep i am a homeless 17 year old boy. well i wasn't fully homeless i stayed in an extra room at sheriff Garrett's eating place called Garrett's place. but the more that i walked the more dizzier i got. but i couldn't stop i had to keep going. then it felt like everything was spinning and everything started to go dark. i could barely walk. i tried to keep walking but i just couldn't walk no farer. then i pass out collapsing to the ground. i don't know how long i was laying there on the ground where i had collapsed. i don't even remember being carried to my room at Garrett's place. or even being laid on my bed there. but i could feel the cool air on my face. i hear two voices talking to me one sounded like professor Talbot and the other one sounded like sheriff Pat Garrett. i could hear them ask me Billy are you alright can you hear me. i laid there i could feel a cold wet wash cloth on my forehead. i started to wake up slowly. i felt my heart beating normal again. i woke up and tried to sit up. professor Talbot gently put his hand on my shoulder and said " Billy please rest for today." and Pat said " don't worry you will still get paid for today. the best thing for you to do now is rest." i laid back down and looked out the window. my bull terrier Josh jumped up on my bed and laid his head on my chest. the next day i felt better. and i got ready to go to my classes.
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From the Past to Modern Times.
Fanfictionthis is a story about how i was shot and killed on July 14th 1881 and being brought back to life in modern times and my working to put myself through collage or as they here in modern times. the University of New Mexico.
