Just then, Tamari heard a sound from upstairs.
"Footsteps," He thought to hmself, "That means that mom heard me come into..."
"Tamari," Tamari's mom whispered from the top of the stairs, "What's going on? Why are you down there?"
"OMG, you've got to think of something before she cmes down here.. uh-oh, too late," and as Tamari finished his thoughts, his mom almost collapsed on the floor. She put he hand to her mouth, then she reached out and ran to Tamari to emmbrase him, 'Tamari, what happened to you," she hugged him tightly in her arms like a child with a new toy
"It's nothing... mom," Tamari could feel himself getting weaker now that he was in his mothers arms, able to relax and not having to keep himself up. His vision becoming blurry from allof the blood he lost in his battle.
"Don't tell me it's nothing...," silent tears were streaming down her face.
"Mom," Tamari thought,"I want to tell you what happened, but if I do, you'll get hurt, and ....I .....promised..."
"Tamari... Tamari, stay with me, Tamari... Tamari.......TAMARI!!!!!
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Tamari woke up to sunlight in his eyes. He tried to block it, but when he moved his arm, it felt like his whole body was being ripping apart.
"GYAAHHHH!!" he clenched his teeth. The pain was worse than he had remembered it being from earlier that morning, and on top of that he had developed a headache from the loss of blood. Tamari held his forehead to ease the pain,"Man, what am I doing in bed?" he said aloud. Tamari turned his head to the clock and almost fell over from shock, 'WTH!!! *ouch* IT'S 10:00!!!! I SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT SCHOOL AN HOUR AGO!!!"
Concidering that fact that his body ached like someone gave him a Charley Horse that somehow effercted his whole body and his head was pounding, he manadged to get up and rave his closet to find some decent clothes to wear since all of his good clothes were in the wash.
Tamari's mom opened Tamari's door a crack and asked, "Tamri, are you alright.... Tamari?" she opened the door and almost dropped Tamari's breakfast all over the floor," And just what do you think you're doing, mister?" she asked in an adult way, hands on her hips and that "look" that's supposed to scare you, but mostly works until you're 7 (then you realize that it' just a look and it's nothing to be to scared of).
To Be Continued (I had a brain fart, so post a comment. I wanna know what you guys think of it so far.)
