[ WP ] A day in the life of the person in the mirror

Finally... 
 
 I head out of my room and down the hallway. The stairs flip under my feet as I run down to the first floor. Flinging the door open I am at full speed now. 
 
 I need to get the the pharmacy. I feel this disease taking its toll on me. 
 
 I'm weakening. 
 
 Every footstep against the sidewalk robs me of energy. Is this gamble of kinetic energy worth the price? Will it happen again? 
 
 There goes Third st, only two more to go. This could be it. I've been so close so many times before. But that bastard is ever vigilant. Who would of thought I could be so vain. And ignorant. 
 
 SCREEEECH yells a cars tire as I interrupt its trajectory at second, not much farther now. Please let it be now. This time. 
 
 Rounding the corner I'm relieved to see the florescent lights still on. Does n't seem too busy. As I open the door I feel nauseous. No, not now. 
 
 I'm no longer at the pharmacy. Still feel like shit though. I'm at our school, smiling in the bathroom. I feel weaker. 
 

