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to shake, I can avoid it. I can hold on to something, or focus
really hard, or clench my hands into fists. But not today.
Today, it took me over. My hands, my arms, and soon my torso are
all convulsing, and I can't stop it. Normally I just get tics,
but today, someone decided it was my turn to have a seizure. As
my entire body shakes, I faintly hear a voice ring out 'Call
911! She's having a seizure!' I feel strong hands grip me, to
stop me from shaking, but they can't stop it. No one can.  'What
happened?', I asked. I know I had a seizure, but why and when
are a bit fuzzy. It's my mom who tells me. 'Hon, during your
seizure, you hit your head pretty hard. The doctors said you
have a pretty severe concussion, and they've diagnosed you with
epilepsy.' 'Oh, god.' I whisper. 'Mom, I'm so sorry. It's my
fault. It's all my fault....' And it's not, but she can't know
that. No one can. Becau