Chapter 1: Open my eyes and look around/Turn around to look at her
From Create Your Own Story
She looks like a child, so small and short and big-eyed and now covered in my vomit.
She doesn't say anything, just stands there with the curve of her mouth frozen with horror and a hint of disgust. Yellowish bile is all over her face and dripping down the front of her sundress. Then her face makes an apologetic expression and bit of a dry (!) smile as she goes to rip a few sheets of paper towels from the side of the kitchen sink.
On the positive side, I feel really much better. Exhausted, though. My hand is shaking as I grip the back of the chair.
