One ordinary day, I had a stomach ache because I had eaten a massive roast dinner.
"Mum,please may I be excused from the table? I have got a stomach ache and may have a serious case of diarrhoea." I asked, in my politest voice.
I heard my brothers and sisters sniggering. A couple of the guests that were round looked at me in disgust.
"Ok, but be quick." Mum hissed, trying to make it seem like she was not actually talking to me.
"Thanks."
I hastily got up and rushed to the toilet. I was glad that no one was in there already.
I relieved myself and flushed. It didn't go down. My poo was stuck. It was so big it wouldn't fit through the tube.
I panicked and ran out, coming into the dining room with red cheeks because of embarrassment.
"I have an announcement to make!" I said,"No one should go in the downstairs tiolet because my poo is stuck!"
Everyone laughed at me so I sat back down in my chair.
