Shit After Dark

My eyes opened at once. I could see nothing. It was pitch black. I had awaken in the middle of the night. The night of the worst day in a long time. I was just trying to sleep it off. I hate it when I wake up for no apparent reason. Interrupted sleep always makes me feel more tired during the next day. I closed my eyes again to go back to sleep. Lo and behold I felt something terrible down there once again. I must have swine flu or some shit. Since the H1N1 virus broke out, I had ignored the free vaccinations around school. I regretted it now when it was too late. Well I don't have swine flu, just fucking diarrhea. No cough, no sneeze, no runny nose, no nothing flu related. Just watery shit.

I ran out into the hallway without bothering to dress decently. This is a coed dorm, but there's no one out at this hour. I couldn't risk shitting my pants. That's fucking nasty. I would just throw away my soiled clothes. Once again like it was routine, I kicked open both doors to the toilet. This was an emergency, and I was in a hurry. There were toilet seat covers this time. I also took the time to throw one into the bowl. The pain wasn't as bad as previously. I sat down and prayed to God. "If there is a God, make it stop! Please God!" I pushed. Soggy shit leaked out of my asshole. The watery diarrhea wasn't just confined to my asshole, but it also seeped onto my ass cheeks. "Fuck you God!" The pain subsided. I wiped like 10 times again and flushed. I also went into the shower to rinse off my shitted up ass. Before I left the restroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. "What did I do to deserve this? Fucking God and Mexicans."

When I got back to my room, all I wanted to do was to sleep. I was tired. Another pang hit below. I winced and scrambled to the restroom again. For the second time, I had the same result. Watery shit exploded all over my ass. 10 wipes and another shower. After the wash while I was still in the restroom, I felt something again. "For fucking fuck's sake!" I threw open the stall door and angrily prepared the proper defecation procedure. Vomit inducing smelling diarrhea once again contaminated my asshole. I am so tired of this shit. I better not have fucking swine flu! 10 more fucking wipes, a third fucking shower, and I just wanted to kill God. Three times! Three motherfucking times God, explain that to me you trash!

I made it back to my room without feeling anything. My clock read 4 AM. It was a little passed 3 AM when this whole shit started. I laid down slowly on my back. Nothing. Closed my eyes, nothing. Fina-fucking-ly. Good fucking night.

Order up another shower for me tonight. God fuck.