It's scary to watch your sister collapse unexpectedly. Today at Thursday Classes, we were looking at an art exhibit, which was freaky and cool, because the guy said that these were all original paintings from famous painters such as, Picasso, Van Gogh and Davinci, and they were about 500 million dollars worth. 30 plus paintings were arranged around the room in a wide spiral. From the 1400s to the present time. Sketches, paintings, chalk drawings. Abby stumbled forward and grabbed Caitlin from behind and started saying, "I think I'm going to faint," over and over again. I didn't hear her, but Caitlin told me later. 'She really shouldn't be goofing off in here with all these expensive paintings,' I thought. I kept having visions of someone tripping and putting a hand through the 1 million dollar Van Gogh. All of a sudden she fell over backward, stiff. I'm pretty sure my hearing diminished, because everyone said that her head hit the floor with a bang, but I remember thinking that it didn't make as much noise as it should have. Her glasses fell off and her eyes were wide, her pupils completely black. Her hand and one of her feet was shaking, uncontrollably, it looked like. 'She's having a seizure.' I thought.
Mom panicked and knelt down next to her. "Abby, are you okay? Can you hear me?" It took her about five seconds to respond. I know five seconds doesn't sound like a long, but it is when you're waiting for your little sister to break out of what you think is a seizure. Try counting to five, putting Mississippi in between each second. All this time I wanted to help, but wasn't not quite sure what to do. My always logical mind was racking my brain for ways to explain this. She was healthy. It wasn't too hot. Maybe she was locking her knees. Why? She couldn't be scared. I even went over the possibility that she had a psychological fear response to the sharp blades in the battle scene. She breathed heavily and clung to Mom. I'm still a little shaken up. Keep getting better, little sister, and don't scare me like that again.
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About Me!Hannah writes to satisfy her imagination. She's written six books so far--five of which need to be rewritten--and is working on a seventh. She ranges through a variety of genres, but favors contemporary YA, fixing broken characters. She wants to use her writing to change people and bring hope. She's currently going to college for Nursing and that takes up most of her writing time. She's a rather stereotypical writer, talking to imaginary friends, eavesdropping on people at the store, secretly being nosy, stashing herself away in her room with a paper and pen and chocolate and her teddy bear. She loves Jesus, the way the morning smells, her family of seven (four siblings), old movies, fairy tales, candles at night and helping people. She writes on another blog at nerdywriter.blogspot.com to hopefully build her chances of publication. My Author Site:Archives
December 2016
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