It always starts with a sniffle, then the eyes run. The attack is here. It’s 3 a.m. A nightly blast in her body like a bomb going off.
Chemicals she can’t even pronounce take over her early mornings as they secrete their poison. A slow rumble deep in her belly and bones, it begins with an ache and a whimper, and ends with stabbing agony and a muffled scream.
Vertigo, then cold — so cold. Shaking, shitting, shivering, puking, pain. Pain running from her fingertips to her feet. Muscles squeeze and cramp and she’s so cold.
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