Being unable to do anything due to nervousness and shyness, I break down in tears and run as fast as my flabby little legs allow me back towards the basement.
On the stairs, I trip over my chubby, smelly feet and crash down.
The impact of my immense weight and my wailing cries make the whole house shake.
The neighbours, freaked out by my pathetic wailing, start to come out of their houses, and one of them calls the emergency services.
The medics find me lying on the basement floor in the foetal position, covered in my own blood, tears, sweat, urine and feces.
I make yelping and grunting noises while my immense weight prevents my crushed, bruised body from getting up.
The medics, seeing my pathetic self, panicking and sobbing, struggling to roll over like a turtle lying on its back, are trying and failing to contain their laughter.
I start to scream and pound my meaty fists on the floor.
After 15 seconds, it tires me out, and I am so out of breath that I start to wheeze.
The medics, now doubling over in laughter, don't notice that my gasps for air are actualy sounds of myself starting to choke on my own saliva and sweat.
The horrid smell, the shame, the pain, the panic ... I feel a torrent of vomit rising up to my throat.
Unable to turn over to let it gush out of my fat mouth, I start to suffocate.
As horrible pain tears my lungs apart, and the slow death of my brain rips my consciousness to shreds, the last I experience of this world is the unbearable, burning shame, the smell of my own excrement, the taste of rancid puke, and their horrible, horrible laughter.
For becoming tense and bashfulness not to be done て I when with damage and operation the my flabby small foot in the basement makes me possible, destroy fast even with something. With the stairway, I my chubby, stumble to the smelly feet and collision. Influence of my immense weight and the scream where I wail make all house shake. It calls due to especially, start and 1 the neighbor those which come out of their houses me is sad and wails, emergency service freaked. The doctor fetus position of my itself blood which covers me, finds the fact that it is on the floor of the basement of damage, sweat, urine and feces. While as for me my immense weight me was crushed from the fact that it occurs and preventing, the body where noise you shout, groans, is damaged is made. Not including attempt and their laughter where the doctor slurps and cries and is meeting to oneself where I am sad, like the turtle which has met in the back section fighting in order to roll falling to panic, and. I shout, start breaking my meaty fist of the floor. 15 seconds later, as for that you have me become tired, I have done wheeze as for extent me who am begun the breath being cut off. As for the doctor who has been redoubled in the laughter, now my panting for the air suffocates with my itself saliva, does not become aware in being his own sound actualy which has started sweating. As for horrid smell, shame, pain and panic... as for me the rapid stream of 吐 ones you feel that it rises to my throat. That there are no times when it overturns tries to gush me from the mouth of my fat quality which starts suffocating. To pull from my lung fearful pain separated it tears, because and the death where my brain is slow tears my consciousness in fragment, it is the laughter where last I experience of this world is hard to withstand my itself excretory ones, the taste of very hot shame, smell and smell puke, is fearful, is fearful.
Without the ability to carry out anything to oversensitivity bashfully, I floats a tear, and is disappointed and my weak small leg runs it to the lowermost one as fast as permitting me back. On stairs, it is plump, and I stumbles over a stinking leg and collapses. The impact of the shout for which my huge weight and I grieve makes the whole house vibration. The neighbor made to lapse into panic by sentimental sorrow begins to come out from a house. Moreover, he telephones one of them to a rescue crew. Doctors are the splitting sweat and the urine with which I am covered in my own blood, and find lying on the basement of an embryonic position, and 糞便. I makes the noise which makes a shout complain. Weight huge on the other hand has prevented the body which I was broken and was damaged occurring. on meeting the sentimental self of a doctor and me, carrying out panic, and saying, crying, and trying [ hard / if I will rotate ] 、, since lying on its back and those laughter are included like a jar, it has tried, and it has failed. I begins to make a sharp sound and to hit a fist with my abundant contents of the floor repeatedly. It tires me after 15 seconds. Moreover, my breathing to which I begins to make sound wheezily is such, and I run short of it. My breathlessness for air does not notice it being its sound. [ to whom a doctor (stooping down and now crowded in laughter) begins to get a throat blocked with his saliva and sweat in actualy ] A fearful smell, shame, pain (panic) ... I feels that the rapid stream of a 吐 agent goes up to a throat. Jet from the mouth (start of I which should be suffocated) with which its I grew fat in order to carry out on rotating [ it ] 、. While a fearful pain pulls down my lungs and the slow death of my brain tears my consciousness to a fragment, experience of I of the last in this world is the tastes of vomiting in which there is the shame, the smell of its excrement, and bad smell which are bearing and burning, and those fearful fearful laughter.
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Anonymous2007-08-25 6:22 ID:JCD2BRKw
Not being able to make any thing due to the nervousness and to the timidity, I analyze in rasgones and operation as quickly as my small flácidas legs allow me behind towards the cellar.
In the stairs, firing on my feet and collapses dumpy, smelly down.
The impact of my immense weight and my shouts that are lamented does that the whole house sacudare.
The neighbors, freaked towards outside by my lamenting itself, beginning to leave its houses, and pathetic of them the calls the services of emergency.
The doctors find lying me in the floor of the cellar in the fetal position, cover in my own blood, rasgones, sweat, tinkles and lees.
I make noises gañir and gruñir whereas my immense weight comes up to my crushed body, contusionado to rise.
The doctors, seeing my one same pathetic, terrifying and sobbing, fighting to roll on like a turtle that lies in its posteriora part, are that they try and that they cannot to contain his laughter.
Beginning to shout and to strike my substantial fists in the floor.
After 15 seconds, it tires to me towards outside, and I am so outside the breathing that beginning to wheeze.
The doctors, now doubling above in laughter, do not notice that my shouts of astonishment for the air are actualy sounds me that begins to strangle in my own saliva and sweat.
The horrible scent, the shame, the pain, the panic… I feel a torrent of the vomit rising until my throat.
Incapable to upset to let say it with excessive effusion outside my fat mouth, I they begin to choke.
Then the horrible pain is torn the lungs separate, and the slow death of my brain tears my sense to fragments, the experience of the last I of this world is the unbearable, ardent shame, the scent of my own excrement, the rancid taste of puke, and its horrible, horrible laughter.
Being unable to do anything because of anxiety and shyness, I break down in tears and run as fast as my legs a little weight, let me come back to the cellar.
At the stairs, I am on my visit to blacks in those smelly feet down and crashed.
Effect of my great weight and my crying, screaming, the whole house shake.
Neighbours, new-from my pathetic wailing, began to emerge from their homes, and one of them called the emergency services.
Sanitary find me lying on the ground floor of the foetus position, covered in my blood, tears, sweat, urine and faeces.
I yelping and the first noises, but my great weight prevents my broken, bruised body into action.
Doctors, as my pathetic self, panic and sobbing and sobbing, trying to roll over as turtles lying on his back, trying not contain their laughter.
I began to scream and pound the meat my fists on the floor.
After 15 seconds, it tires me, and I say this in the spirit that I began to wheeze.
Doctors are now twice more laughter, not notice that my harsh air actually sounds very beginning choke my saliva and sweat.
The terrible smell, shame, pain, panic ... I feel the flow of vomit rising up to my throat.
It is impossible to convey to give it many of my fat mouth, I started soul.
How terrible pain tears my lungs separately, and the slow death of my brain destroys my mind forever, I have the experience of the world unbearable, burning shame, the smell of my excrement, the taste of rancid Puke, and the terrible, horrible laughter.
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