I was sitting in church, waiting for my parents to come back to get me. I felt I tap on my shoulder, and suddenly looked back in fear. It was only the youth group leader, I wasn't very surprising to see her. She always asks if I would join the youth group, but before I could make an excuse I felt a horrible pain in my stomach.
I clenched my stomach as tight as I could, and ran out to the bathrooms. The leader looked confused, but all I felt was pain. I ran into one of the stalls, and closed the door. Before I knew it I threw up, and the pain didn't go away. I sat on the cold harsh bathroom floor, and held my stomach tighter than I would ever hold something.
Tears came streaming down my face, I felt broken and demolished. I just kept crying, I didn't even bother moving. I stayed in that spot until, I heard the bathroom door. I wiped away my tears, and quickly flushed the toilet.
I heard a voice, they asked if I were okay. I couldn't say a thing, I just felt to sick. I just kept on sitting on the floor. I heard footstep coming closer and closer. I sat up against the wall, holding my breath. The door suddenly opened, a tall figured appeared in front of me.
