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Katherine W. P4, Outdoor Ed, Snapshot Moment

So there I was, the hardest bed, bottom bunk, Room 6340, Rainbow Lodge, Estes Park, Colorado. It was the last night at Outdoor Ed with my school, Goddard Middle School. After a big, fake (because there was a fire ban on Estes Park at the time) bonfire. “It was a lot of screaming and awesomeness,” I had quoted the day after, but let’s get back to that night. It was in fact a lot of screaming, which is what made me cough. But I didn’t realize it until I went to bed. It was like the bed was the “on” switch to my coughing. As soon as I closed my eyes, the little voice in my head screamed, “Go to sleeep! Go to sleeeeeep!” in a little high-pitched voice. But that’s just it. I couldn’t. It was then that I realized I was coughing. * Cough * “This is going to be hard to get to sleep,” I thought. * Cough * “Why am I coughing so much?” I thought some more. “Who’s coughing?” someone in the darkness asked. * Cough * “Kat is!” I answered. * Cough cough * “Oh, I though it was Mac. You O.K.?” asked the voice. * Cough * “I think so. Who am I talking to?” I wondered aloud. * Cough * “Anna!” she answered cheerfully. “Night.” “Night.” * Cough cough * “This is going to be a loooong night,” I dramatically said to myself. And, in fact, it was. A night full of drinks of water until my water bottle went dry, coughing, twisting, turning, more coughing, yawning, and noise made by covers. A long night. Until I finally dozed off without noticing (who knows when). That morning, I could hardly speak. It was like that all weekend. A night of coughing in the darkness it was. A night that caused my throat to be sore until it got better that night.