, Chloe!Ive been leaving you for two days. Why, you ask?? Well I was having a stomach ache. End of story. No big deal. NOT. It's a huge deal. Well I try not to act too dramatic, but really, I'm pretty sure my experience of this stomach ache was similar with being stabbed by tons of knives.
I was planning to give you a new template---- from two columns to three (which I've been freaking out coz I couldnt make it for many times)---when suddenly my stomach went crazy by itself! Seriously, without one-two-three, it came without warning. Every 5 seconds (or so) a horrible pain---It was like a giant squeezer got into my stomach,went angry and squeezed everything inside---would came to me and beat my stomach. It made me couldnt breathe. I couldnt stand straight, I kept on touching my imut tummy when I yelled for help. But well, I should go downstairs by myself. Pity me.
Naturally,I was bawling and kept on saying farewell to froggie in my heart. The pain was unbearable and unceasing. So my dad's sister gave me pills to eat----it made me wanna die even faster when I smelled it!! It smelled like going to dentist. OMG!!-----but the pain was still there. I really wanna take out everything inside my stomach, wash it , and put it back. I even vomited!!! When I gave up and lied on the couch, these are what i were thinking :
- I am dying
- This is my last day on earth
- I should go write my farewell letter to froggie to tell him how much I love him and how much I need him to be with me right now
- I should write a testament
- What if I have to use a big tank of Oxygen to breathe for my whole life?
- What if I have to get in the hospital and sleep in a haunted room?
- What if I have to have a huge surgery and cause me a scar on my stomach?
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