Dad was talking to me just now.
He was upstairs,
I was downstairs.
To listen to him clearly,
I stood close to the stairs and look up.
Suddenly my whole vision started to turn dark.
I could hear me dad clearly though.
I looked down immediately and grab hold of the table next to me.
Legs were wobbly.
Head was spinning.
The blood must have rushed to my brain too fast.
Scary...