So last night we wet to see Harry Potter. Or Harry Pothead. Either or. And when the movie had somewhere in the vicinity of forty five minutes left, I started to get a severe headache. By the end of the movie, it was accompanied by an equally bad nausea.I don't know what caused it, but I ready to run out of the theatre. It was that bad. As soon as it was over I started urging my brother to run out. Then I stood right outside and gasped for air. My teeth were chattering from the dreadful feeling. Well, I waited for them for a few minutes then we went home. I took some medicine and got some crackers and coke and went to my room. I laid down and woke up around midnight. Then I ate some crackers and went to bed. This morning when I got up (I heard my father) I went and sat down by the railing. I didn't rreally answer him when he talked to me, so he said he'd call the school and said I should go back to bed. So I did, after I got on the internet. I didn't feel bad enough that I couldn't go to school, but we won't tell him that. Besides, thanks to the previous night, I didn't get to any of my homework.