I was sitting in the nurse's office. My stomach has been bothering me all day. It had come to the point that I could not deal with it anymore, so I went to the nurse. They could not find anything wrong with me, but they could see that something clearly was. So they called my mom. She is coming here to pick me up. She must be mad at me. She doesn't like getting taken out of work. Normally I would be worried. Wondering what punishment she would give me when she got home. But today I don't care. I just want the pain to stop.

My mom finally arrived. She is signing me out while swearing up a storm. When Dad left he said that she had the mouth of a sailor. I never understood what he meant until that day. After that Mom was different, Angrier. After I signed out, My mother dragged me to her van. She puts me in the back seat and tells me to put my seatbelt on. I barely manage that much. I look at her and for a second I think I see a look of concern on her. Once I meet her eyes she scoffs and hands me a plastic bag. She says that she just cleaned the car and does not want me to throw up in it. She then goes to the front street and starts to drive.

The ride home was awful. It felt like we hit every pothole. Even the small hum of the tires on concrete was driving me crazy. Several times I tried to use the bag I was given. But no matter what, nothing is coming out. It just feels like something is stuck. Like something wants to come out of me but can’t. I certainly want it to come out of me. Every time we take a turn it feels like it lurches. Like a wave is moving through my stomach. But it's not just my stomach. It's my entire body.

We arrived home and sat in the driveway for a moment. I am asked to get out of the car. I try my best but I can’t even manage to take my seatbelt off. I tell my mother this and she thinks for a moment. She says never mind and starts driving again. I want to know where, but I don’t have the energy to ask. I think we are hitting more potholes this time. And we are most certainly not going the speed limit. 

We start slowing down. I finally see where we are. It's a local urgent care. Not an emergency room. Those don’t exist around her. My mom goes to the back of the car to unbuckle me. She then asks if I think I can walk. I say that I am unsure. She takes my arm and helps me out of the car. She lets me use her arm to stabilize myself. I tell her that I think I can walk. As long as no stairs are involved. She continues to hold my arm and bring me inside.

Once we are inside she sits me down in the waiting area. I think that this is the last time I am going to walk in quite a while. While I am sitting there, my mom is talking to the person at the front desk. My hearing is starting to get worse so I only hear bits and pieces of their conversation. I hear something about period cramps and how I am probably overreacting. I must be hallucinating because my mother is taking my side. She Is talking about how I am not that type of person or something like that. I would continue to listen in to their conversation but I start to feel like I have to lurch.

Suddenly I vomit. I made the mistake of looking at what I threw up and vomited again. I see hundreds of maggots squirming around, covered in some strange white translucent substance. I ask my mother for reassurance but see she has fainted. She never did well with creepy crawlies.

I look down at my stomach. Wondering how this could have happened, only to see no stomach. It was instead replaced with thousands of maggots. I lurch and the maggots jiggle inside what used to be my belly. At this point, someone called an ambulance. Apparently, this is not the case for urgent care. I would probably agree if I could think properly. But my mind cannot focus on anything right now. 

I think the ambulance has arrived. I can hear the sirens. I won't open my eyes for fear of what I will see. I feel like I am being lifted. Logic says that it's to the ambulance. I hear panic and confusion from the paramedics. They have absolutely no idea what to do. I don't blame them. This did not appear in their training. It would not even appear as an idea in their minds.

I stopped hearing it at some point. I no longer can open my eyes. I only feel the squirming throughout my body. Nothing about this makes sense. What is happening to me? I am dying. I can tell. Death by maggots of unknown origin.