Ill That feeling of your body fighting a war you cannot help. There are no weapons you can arm your body with only things to soothe wounds from the war. It feels like you're losing, your nose runs, your throat burns the constant coughing and sneezing. While you're body fights a virus that has no cure. Your voice goes as the war goes on, the battle is at a deciding point if the secret soldiers don't come then this war could get worse. But then soldiers that have been secretly training to defeat this virus while the war was going emerge and there is victory! But before the Virus dies it has a couple of last words. "I will be back in summer then again in winter, better and much different than before. Let's see how you fare next time" Nobody listens, nobody cares. Your body celebrates because it knows that this war is inevitable. The battle against the common cold is something that must happen. Lol