But I Poop From There Novels & Stories

"You are done talking with mum?" "Yeah," I answered with a little laugh. He looks at me while his eyebrow is lifted. "What's funny?" "Well," I shrugged my shoulders. "Tss. Did mum told you something about me?" "Sort of." I laugh a little while rolling my eyeballs at him. "Mum!" He whispered. "It's okay. Don't be embarrassed. It's normal to poop in your pants when you are in seventh grade." I laugh. "Hey!" He pointed me with his index finger.

Fucking shit “ you would not believe what happened! I took Alex to the mall with me and he pooped right in the middle of shopping and when I went to go change him none of the bathrooms have changing tables! None of them” she huffed setting the bags she had next to me and handing me Alex “ So I had to come all the way home to change him.” she pouts sitting in the chair she pulled up next to me “ I’ll have some put in, in every bathroom” I smirked

Even in his state, she managed to amuse him. “Anyway,” she continues sternly, “if you don’t light up, your farthole will clamp shut and your poop will push back into your tummy.” She looks around the room pensively as if checking whether we believe her or not. She thinks NOT, cause she adds, “Trues. It happened to my dad once.” She slowly shakes her head from side to side. “And it’s not a pretty sight.”

She beams from the counter, and I walk to her, ignoring the hateful looks thrown my way. "How are you?" She says, and I lean against the counter. "Exhausted." I say, then catch the sniff of cakes that always makes me happy but now triggers my puke system. "Restroom?" I rush out, and she gestures. "Fuck." I yell as I spill my guts, wondering what the fuck is going on? Did I eat something, Do I have food poisioning. "Sorry." She says, and hands me lemon juice. I drink it slowly, resting on the wall, wondering how my life went off the rails.

Mom pretended like it was the most normal thing, “we will use a bowel schedule and a special diet. Things will be fine.” Was I a bad person that I considered my bowel and bladder issues a bigger problem than my legs not working? I didn’t want other people to be there when I pooped or peed. Or change the bag of my pee. Could they see the bag right now? I looked down and saw a bag with a light yellow color on the side of the bed. That was my pee. O my Goddess. I was starting to freak out again. But then I smelled this amazing smell. Cherries. Sierra? Was she here?

My sentence was cut off abruptly. I sauntered to my feet, my hands flying to my mouth in a swift motion. I rushed towards the second entrance where I knew the restroom was and entered an empty one. My face was directly in the sink. Whatever came from my stomach passed through my mouth down into the sink. Why was I puking all of a sudden? It occurred two more times that I felt like my intestines and organs were twisting in circles. I straightened out, trying to search for tissue paper around. What on earth was upsetting my stomach like this?

“If you’re gonna throw up, do it outside the car.” I sat up slowly and nodded. I don’t know how green I must have looked, though, because Hoot swore and Will immediately threw the door on my side open. “Really, I’m f—” Bile bubbled up, and I just barely managed to get my head out the door before I puked on the ground.