A Faint Poop

A Story by bondka

i know the subject is goofy, and i just wanted to test my writing skills. thnx :)

Butterflies, they re beautiful, magestic, colorful wings, wondering in the atmosphere, free in nature, but butterflies in the stomach arent the same way, bothersome, burdensome it really feels bad, but i thank god i wasnt in the worst of situations. I was playing videogames with my brother, when i

started feeling butterflies in my stomach . . . oh yea the peppery tacos my mother gave us a while ago. I was tearing up. my eyes turned red as i was taking the inevitable torrid flavor and loitering it all around my mouth. It was paintful , but the taste was all worth it. . . or was it ? i try to hold it and carry on playing , ignore it , maybe it goes off and comes calling later, but it needed me to set it free. I rushed into the bathroom. Quickly i took down my pants and my underwear and sat on the cold edge of the toilet seat, and i would say that was the last cold object i felt before my lower part started burning up. I held onto the sink in front of me with both hands and started squeezing. The pain was unbearable. The pressure on my waist was so potent as i was trying to make it end by squeezing harder. They say the procedure of giving birth to a new born child is the same as talking a dump , but with a higher level of pain, but i cant really tell the difference at this point. i couldnt take it anymore, let a dreadful screach out of my throat . . . yes . . . that is how faintful it was . . . my mother heard me and came up stairs to check on me. "are you okey?". "yes, i saw a cockroach and it scared me" i said in a scrachy broken voice. "are you sure?". i wasnt able to argue and deal with

what's in my stomach at the same time, so i held my tongue and settled for silence. I tried to continue and finish this horrible mess i started, but the sound of the video game disturbed me . . . the video game . . . my brother . . . why didnt the spiciness kick in his guts? i remembered that he finished his meal way before i did, and i figured the treson againt me. "son of a b***h!!" i screamed because of the chaos inside my intestines and the distress of realizing that he put the pepper of his taco into mine to bask into the screen and enjoy playing alone. "language!!" shouted mom behind the door. the voices behind that thin door were fainting and i wasnt allowed focus on what's going on outside anymore. caged between four walls, my bottom tearing apart, this has to come into a close. i shut my mouth with my hand to repress my screams and pushed one list time . . . it's over . . . the pain went away in an instant. I layed back and took a deep breath. Tears dropped down my eyes because of how rewarding and satisfying the end was. all i had to do is to wash everything away, and deal with what's outside this room. . .

To be continued. . .