New Experiences. Chapter 2
...... When I woke up, the morning sunlight had dimly illuminated the room, casting an orange hue over the place. I realized that the blanket was clinging to my leg, uncomfortably hot even though the fan above was pretty much doing a good job of cooling the place. I kicked the covers and extra pillows away before collapsing into a dreamless, sweaty sleep again. .... It was past 9 when I finally woke up. I felt unwell, with no appetite or energy. I barely ate what little breakfast I was given and despite having no temperature, I had fully accepted defeat: No college today folks! It was all fun and games when afternoon arrived with the most devastatingly-high fever of a 39.7 °C. Before checking my temperature, my mother was convinced that it was just a normal fever and would abate by tomorrow maybe. But when she caught sight of me tangled in a mess of my blanket , jacket and pillow with the most defeated-looking , sickly face ever , s...