♡chapter 3♡

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I felt a volcanic eruption tearing my lower stomach apart.. the cramps were fire, and the period was the smoke. The immense pain was excruciating. I held my belly in pain, as a soft cry and whimpers left my mouth as I leapt forwards, almost breaking off my light pink, heart, glittery acrylics.

I wobbled over to the doorframe, and moved the white curtains to the side, as I still grasped onto my stomach, almost gagging and throwing up all over my wooden, clean floors.

"Fuck.. where's my heat pad..?" I barely spoke, and I glanced up, slowly fixing my posture, while removing my right hand from my stomach, now to my pink lips (pause)

I felt a waterfall swim around my thoat, as I could feel a porridge like liquid fly around my body.

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