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Dirty Little Secret Part: Three He was tired, Litteraly exausted, but there was no way he could get any sleep. His head ached, and his stomach seeked revenge from his lack of food with severe cramps.

Justin sat, staring in the dark debating weather or not to overcome the pain and get Tylenol or not. If he got up, it would mean having to face severe pain from his head, stomach and the rest of his body; if he chose not to, it would mean another sleepless night, suffering with the pain. A no win situation.

Justin debted one last moment, then slowly began to untangle himself from the twists and knots of the thin sheets on the bed. He finally found his way out and sat up in bed, preparing himself for the pain he knew he was going to endure. Justin slowly pulled himself up and took small steps trying to overpower the dizzness that was in effect. His efforts were useless and he soon found himself on the florr with pain he had never felt before. The dizzyness was too much and Justin slipped into the darkness of unconciousness.