I managed to convince my roomie and the rest of the people I interact with at school that I have laryngitis, which is awesome because the teachers fully understand now and I'm not getting weird looks for carrying around a white board to write on anymore.
It might be a good thing I don't have a voice though because I finally had those dreams everyone is talking about. My mother is apparently a Greek God - seriously? And because I'm a "demi-god" (half human/half god) monsters want to kill me, so I run away from my family to protect them and basically live on my own for quite a while. And I'm only SEVEN! It was really scary to dream about because all I wanted to do was protect that little dream me. Thankfully I met up with two other demi-gods and a satyr named Grover who helped protect me until we could go to this place called Camp Half-Blood and we were almost there when a Cyclops showed up and my dreams ended.
I probably would have woken up screaming, but thankfully my voice is gone so I didn't have to endure questions from my roommate. Okay Percy, you're not as crazy as I thought you were.