The second Monday of February every year is always international Epilepsy awareness day… well. That's the way it is but not a lot of people know about it. I always try and write something for this. It's usually a oneshot but this time I couldn't come up with this.

As tdg- series are going on, we don't know what will happen during the rest of the series, maybe more characters will be coming and going and everything I won't be continuing this story until the series are over to make sure I get those right.

Until then I hope you like this chapter and start of this story.

"Have you packed everything?"

I was standing in the hallway of Rainport house, home for kids about to move… again!

"Yes."

Why did I keep on having so many computer games sand even computer and clothes and everything when I probably knew I would be moving soon again,

I was always moving soon if I was in the middle of moving- like now.

"Look. Cam…"

"My name is Cameron."

"Cameron…" Jay, our care worker sat down in the stairs next to me. "I know you don't want to go. I don't want you to go either it's just…"

"You can't keep me here because nobody knows about Epilepsy. And if I have a seizure it freaks out the younger kids and bla bla bla. It's always something like that."

As I moved and moved time again I felt the carpet burning towards my cheek as I- unwillingly pressed my head downwards towards the floor.

"It's okay Cammy." I heard Flora, a toddler living in the same care home as me right by me… "It's okay…"

Why, oh why did I have to be only briefly awake during these seizures?

Why couldn't I just go completely unconcious and then be blacked out….

No, I was supposed to hear the whispering around me from the kids gathering around, feel the burn from a carpet or hits towards a hard floor as my head dunked towards it…

I hated these small kids that just couldn't get that they were only being super annoying. Those whose voices make my head pound even more…

After all the hundreds of seizures I should know and accept how each and every one of these went. That I'd try and relax but it wouldn't help, that I'd try and tense every piece of my body but it wouldn't stop the shaking.

That once the seizure was over I'd get sick and throw up everything I'd eaten the last few hours- hopefully it wasn't much.

…"I know it sucks." Jay told me. "See it from the bright side. Where you're going now don't have any kids as young as Flora. And I know you think she and her friends are super-annoying with their squeaky voices that hurts in your head during a seizure…"

"I guess."

That didn't mean I wanted to move…

There was a knock on the door. And suddenly everyone came running…

"You must be Cam." Said the social worker who came in and faced all children who came running into the hallway to meet the new person, to tell me goodbye and come up even though I'd beenn alone until now since I hated them all just as much as most of them hated me.

"I'll miss you Cammy."

"My name is Cameron." I told the social worker. "Not Cam. Hey Flora." I stroke my hair down her brown hair. "Do you want to help me with carrying some things out to the car?"

I raised ana eyebrow at the social worker, he did have a care worker did have a car did he?

"I want to carry something. You have a lot of stuff."

I gave Flora a small bag carrying a laptop, charger and some computer games. She was walking proudly towards the door and ignored the social worker who was trying to talk and give instructions.

"My name is Robert." He told me. "Can you guys just make sure everything nothing is smashed into pieces and then we'll just be on our way…"

It took a while, but to get everything into the car I should know how by now when I'd moved four times in two years. However, every time I moved again there were more things…

"Is that all?" Robert questioned when he'd closed the back of the car. "Please tell me it is."

"Yup." I answered and looked down on Flora who was hugging my leg. "Come on Flora. You have to let my leg go unless you want to chop it off…"

I was trying to make a joke but she just cried.

"I don't want you to go Cammy."

"Come on Flora." Jay came from behind her and took her around her waist, pulling her off me. "You have to let him go now…"

"NO." Flora yelled crying. "NO, NO, NO. I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO. I WANT YOU TO STAY HERE WITH ME. YOU MAKE THE BEST PANCAKES AND YOU SHOW ME THE HORSES AND I CAN PLAY ON YOUR COMPUTER. DON'T GO DON'T GO DON'T GO."

It was getting hard to pretend I didn't care when I ignored her and got into the shotgun seat of Robert's car. Robert sighed and obviously wanted to say something, but when I just glared back at him he stopped and didn't start talking until we were on the highway.

"Do you know Pottiswood?" I thought back and remembered a small town and nodded. "That's where we're going and to a home called Ashdene Ridge… That little girl really didn't want you to leave, did she? Is she your friend?"

"I guess…"

"Well. I'm sure you'll like it at Ashdene Ridge. From what I've heard it's the best of its kind."

I didn't answer for two reasons. At first I just didn't mind, I'd been told that before. But then, I was going to say anything at all, but couldn't meanwhile I felt the muscles in my body tensing up and my head started hitting towards the window…

Damn, I couldn't even get away from the highway until this happened…

Random fact

I can very briefly remember something from one of the first seizures I had. Waking up only half-concious and my body moving in ways I didn't want it too, trying to tense, trying to relax. It's just so short… I don't know if I can remember the seizure or something after it when I was still tense and shaky in exhaustion after it. Even the hours after it I'm very blacked out and barely remember anything.

…I told my doctor I remembered it. He snorted at me and said I'd imagined things…

Anyway, there are sixty five million people with Epilepsy and epilepsy can be very different from one person to the other. I'm sure there are people who remembers the seizures themselves like Cameron do…

There we go. As I'm writing this it's Sunday so I'll wait until tomorrow to put it up. By the time you read this I hope you liked it and I hope you'll keep reading once it goes on.