Rendezvous
11 October 04 : 01.00 AM
I don't know why I started crying, I don't know how I started shivering badly, but I did know I didn't even think twice about taking those pills.
Mom came into my room and saw me in the sorry state. She asked, anxiety in her voice, "What happened, Vicki? Please don't scare Mommy, Vicki, what's wrong?"
I told her my stomach ached. She told me to go to her room with her. I got out of bed but my knee gave way and I fell. I felt so weak. She brought me to her room, searched for some ointment and rubbed my tummy. Then she laid beside me and patted me. I was still crying; slow tears dripping from the cursp of my eyes. I couldn't sleep. She hugged me and told me she loved me. She told me to count sheeps, and I smiled.
Slowly the shiver subsided. My breathing got deeper. After half an hour, at 4 a.m., I fell asleep.