"Ah-sss!" I woke up saying the next morning as I felt a sharp pain, as if somebody had just stabbed me in the stomach.
I quickly jumped out of bed, only to come tumbling back down onto the mattress as my head spun.
"Ah" I groaned as held onto my forehead feeling dizzy and this time slowly rose from the bed and made my way to the bathroom.
I held onto the sides of the sink for support, then looked in the mirror at my zombie looking state.
I turned the tap on and splashed some water on my face before going to sit on the toilet seat to pee and to check if it was in deed an unwelcomed guest.
I sighed and groaned as I pulled my shorts down seeing an oh too familiar bloody underwear and I began to sob for my body hurt all over.
Slowly, but surely I removed all my clothes and put my underwear and shorts into some bleach water to soak while I showered.
I checked my drawers to see if I had any pads from years ago, and luckily I had one left.
