In the middle of the night I woke up and began to cough and spit up blood. I sent my younger cousin downstairs to tell the grownups. They were scared! My mom drove me down to urgent care. On the way I couldn’t breathe.
The doctors looked at my throat. They told my mother that I had to go to Duke hospital. I rode in the ambulance. The doctors looked down my throat. They said that it looked like something had scraped down my throat. They gave me medicine.
When I left the hospital I was fine. I am so lucky that I can still talk. This is the way I found out I was allergic to shellfish.
By Latea
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