"Cover your mouth! That is disgusting!" My aunt complained in a harsh tone as I sneezed for the fourth time and I gave her a sheepish look.
"Sorry," my voice was hoarse and sounded deeper than normal. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to dance in the rain.
I pulled the collar of my t-shirt over my mouth as I coughed briefly before snuggling back into the side of the couch.
My aunt and I were watching some documentary about Russian prisons. It was kinda boring, but she loved it so I just put up with it to make her happy. "Isn't that crazy!" She said after it talked about one inmate who fed his victim to his friends. It made me grimace and nod slightly. It was more than crazy-it was insane. The guy talked about it with a smile on his face.
I couldn't watch anymore because it was making me sick
