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Way back in eighth grade when i was a wee little tyke, i found myself enjoying middle school. With choir being my favorite class I made many friends in there. Justing "Skippy" Henry was one of my better friends throughout the year. We then were offered an oppurtunity to travel to the twin cities to see a couple musicals and go to Mall of America. We all found this to be such a good idea. One bitterly cold morning in March we boarded the bus at about 6 in the morning. Surprisingly I found myself way too excited to go back to sleep on the bus. With the 4 hour bus ride over with we found it to still be early enough in the day. We went to our hotel and set up shop. Six of us in one room. Made things thouroghly interesting. We then proceeded to go see our first musical. I dont remember what this musical was but it was pretty good. After that we still needed to kill a bunch of time. So our teacher found us a small mall in the area to go waste time at. Some of us almost got kicked out because we had airhorns constantly blasting throughout the mall. After we got back we left the mall we went to another play "wicked" one of the best musicals i've ever seen. I really enjoyed that and wouldnt mind seeing it again. Upon ariving back to the hotel we all ordered pizzas. So full after eating a whole pizza we meandered back to our rooms for the night. Nobody really wanted to sleep at all so we basically partied with what we could. Around two in the morning, Skippy fell asleep. Making things very boring for me. But as the night progressed i soon found myself almost falling asleep. But i never fell asleep. We then had breakfast and went swimming. After drying off we boarded back up the bus with all of our stuff to go to Mall of America. About an hour after being at the mall I found myself lying on a stretcher confused. I kept trying to get up and off the stretcher but the paramedics strapped me back down. Falling back asleep and then waking up in an ambulance was one of the scariest moments of my life. Not really remembering more than that. I enventually woke back up in my hospital room with our teacher next to me. Greatly confused at what exactly happened my teacher told me i had a seizure. Weird thing is im not epileptic at all. Luckily I was discharged from the hospital in enough time to get back on the bus. I got to stay home from school the following monday. But when I returned on Tueday I brought my teacher flowers, she loved them. I was thankful just to be back in school. Everybody of course asked me how i was or what happened. So many rumors went around with what actually happened. But the most true statement I can make is the Justin "Skippy" Henry cried while i was having the seizure. Making this story just ultimately hilarious. Looking back I'm glad to have had him there. I still consider him a great friend. He's even sitting right next to me as i post this.
