Why did I have to be so weak? That was so embarrassing – but it isn’t like I haven’t ever felt it before, if you know what I mean. I don’t really know how to begin, well here goes…

It was all after the chaos that had been going on at my grandparents’ house. We kind of have this little family reunion every other week, so that we always keep in touch. After settling down on the table and giving out all the food, there was something that caught my eye.

It was a kind of traditional dish; I guess it was … a lambs head. But of course, my stomach started making this whole symphony after I started staring at it. It looked so sad, and the way his tongue was rolling out of his mouth and how his eyes were burned. The thing that I didn’t expect is the fact that I actually got out of my seat and made a run for the bin.

Then the REAL chaos began:

“Charlie! Are you okay?” Aunt Theresa cried.

“Charlotte, for heavens sake!” my mother screeched.

And all my cousins started making disgusted sounds like “ugh”. I guess, if it was me I would have done the same, but in this case I wasn’t, so I’m not going to complain about anything.

What happened was I hurled a great big deal of my breakfast and it was not pretty. The thing I hated more than that was the amount of attention I got from my family – and my family is not what you call petit.

Next, my grandmother had gotten me in one of the guestrooms and nursed for me for a few hours. I mean, come on! This is not a big deal, it’s just a fifteen year old having a bad stomach. But I forgot, this was my family.