Fat

Oh, my stomach hurts so badly. It keeps hitting me in sharp pangs and makes me double over in pain. It’s so bad it makes me throw up too.

Mother walked into the bathroom this morning and found me crying on the floor next to the toilet. It just hurts so much. She told me to go back to bed; I wasn’t going to school today.

I called Lucas and told him. He told me to go to a doctor again. I don’t know why he’s so insistent, but I’m not going to a doctor.

I just need to sleep.

There’s nothing wrong with me.

Except that I peed blood this morning, too.

There is nothing wrong with me.