Chapter Twenty Six

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Every thing looked upside down. I was up side down, on the floor and my head all screwed. I got up and wished I didn't. I felt a huge wave of pain on my head. I realized I was asleep for three whole days. I went in the bathroom and took off the bandana. "WTF did I just did?!" I said shocked. My head was getting worse. Not only it was more broken, it was now infected too. My blood changed from red to purple-black. The wound was squishy and it hurt like hell. "Shit" I said angrily. "I just fucked myself up" I walked back into my room and changed my clothes. "TYLER!!!!!" Screamed my dad. "What the hell dose he want from my life?" I thought as I walked down stairs. "We're going to Starbucks" he said in a low dark tone. He grabed my arm and pushed me into the car. I hit my forehead and I got dizzy. I held up my hand and I couldn't even tell how many fingers I held up. In fact, I couldn't even tell if there was even a hand in front of my face. When I came home, I felt worse. I was walking weird, as if I was drunk upstairs. I saw Kira in her room. "H-hey k-Kira" I said weakly. " hey" she said back. "Tyler are you ok?" She asked softy. I looked at her with a dazed look, but I didn't answer. "Tyler?" Kira walked over to me. "Huh? Wah? What?" I said surprised. I felt a lot of pain in my head, so I fell on the floor, my eyes barely open. Then something scared the crap out of me. I couldn't move or talk. I felt something strange. As if I were geting brain dead. I felt myself geting dumber every second of my life.

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