Literature
Mistaken Identity
Written by Dan-the-Countdowner
The whole morning had been terrible for me. I was feeling under the weather. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t want to be accused of being a hypochondriac. Things unexpectedly went wrong for me during the course of the morning and I was the cause of it, apparently. That's when I decided it was the last straw.
"ALL RIGHT, THAT’S ENOUGH!” I yelled, and banged my fist against the table, and it hurt. “Aargh!”
Serperior noticed I had started to well up.
Shaking in pain, feeling very ill and emotionally hurt, I said in a hushed voice. “Now, look. Something is very wrong here
