"Anna!" My head was pounding. Her voice seemed far away. I felt like I had to vomit again. "Anna! Keep your head down!" It seemed like a strange request. Why keep my head down? Were we hiding from somebody? Was someone shooting at us? What about the party? But I did as I was asked, desperate to get rid of those black lights and that sickening feeling in my throat. I tried to keep my breathing even, and within about thirty seconds I noticed that the black lights were filing off of the stage of my vision. I felt better. I also noticed that my mother's hand was placed gently on the small of my back. "Mom?"
"Anna..." she sounded relieved. This time I observed it, I didn't know it. "I think you fainted, sweetie. Maybe we should call off the party."
"Okay..." I mumbled, too woozy to object to ending her fun.
That was the first time I passed out. It wouldn't be the last.
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