Hard To Swallow Pills Meme Novels & Stories

Then the tears would raise their ugly head once more. I got up needing some water, as I sipped it, I struggled to swallow my throat sore and painful as the cooling liquid went down my throat. I looked through the cupboard finding some paracetamol and ibuprofen decided to take a few of them to help numb the pain. Swallowing the pill was another matter it hurt like a bitch, and I felt as if I chocked on it as it went down.

Aryan lay completely frozen on the icy concrete floor, his violently trembling hands hovering just inches from the single pill she had thrown like a bone to a stray dog. He dragged his battered body forward, his breath hitching painfully. He didn't have the luxury of pride. He didn't have the luxury of anger. He picked up the cheap, foil-backed pill with his awkward, bandaged fingers. There was no water. He shoved the bitter tablet into his mouth, forcing himself to dry-swallow it. It scraped painfully down his raw, swollen throat, sitting like a lead weight in his hollow, starving stomach.

He was back in less than a minute and placed the pills on the tray. " Food first or pills ?", I asked with a slight smile. He pointed at the food as he laughed. He knew how unfriendly I always found medicine to be. They were never my first or best options. He sat by me and ensured that I finished the rest of my meal. He watched me take the medicine and cleaned after. I continued to lay down and let everything settle. The flashbacks about what had happened dawned on me. The thought that Yvette hated me made me sick. I became so nauseous. My throat began to hurt and that made it hard to swallow.

Fuck, my body froze while my eyes widened. "What is in your mouth?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Nothing, I shook my head while I responded to him in my mind, he narrowed his eyes at me and took a step forward. The sour bitter taste of the red pill in my mouth, sizzling on my tongue while they began melting away... I attempted to swallow them all but I gagged. My eyes widened, almost coming out of their socket because now the red pills were melting with my saliva. Holy crap, what do I do now?

“It was specially invented by one of my doctors; it works wonders.” “How do I know you’re telling me the truth?” I challenge him, my skepticism rising. He holds the pill between two fingers, displaying it before popping it into his mouth and swallowing it without so much as a sip of water. My eyes widen in disbelief. Who swallows a pill without any liquid? The answer looms ominously: a man who could just as easily pull the trigger on another.

Even when the pills were still covered, the people knew it was pills since they could smell the strong herb from the stage. Lark Oz removed the blanket and 8 porcelain bottles appeared in their sight. “These are the Grade 6 Memorization Enhance Pill! Yes, it is the Memorization Enhance Pill! These pills are needed especially for the Alchemists, Poison Masters, Music Masters, and more!. Memorization Enhance Pill could enhance your memory 20 or more times. Even the stupidest person could become a genius when they consume one of this.” Lark Oz explained which made the crowd shock and overjoyed.

If one ingested up to five pills, one would end up paralyzed forever, unable to smile or speak, and their lips would twitch continuously as well. Therefore, the N76 was never approved and they even banned the usage of it unless in an extreme circumstance. Charmine planned to consume this after sending Guy away? Kay instantly kept the pills away and sternly spoke, “Boss Jordan, you can’t take this pill! I’d rather you suffer in pain for the next ten minutes than to take this pill!” Charmine was already in so much pain that her face contorted in agony as if she could not hear what the others said.

It opens to the inside so there is no chance of me taking a peek outside. I try my best to shove the whole food inside my mouth. Oh, how much I hate eating! I try to swallow each bite with a small sip of water. If I have to stay away from punishment, I better eat it. With great difficulty, I emptied the tray. The bulky man who was sitting on the chair watching me through all this time seeing the empty plate produces two pills from his pocket. Yes, he never forgets. The pills left an acrid taste on my tongue because of a lack of water as I used most of it to swallow the food. I am left alone in the room again.

I didn't know if I'd be able to get it down without retching. "I mean, it's natural, right? It's our kryptonite. We're going to be averse to it. Maybe you can put it in a smoothie or something to help get it down. We didn't even have the option. They'd just whip us if we didn’t drink it or threw it up." Blake shrugged. "I still can't decide if swallowing that shit or getting whipped was worse. I never threw up, so I can't say for sure." "Fuck, bro. And you did this shit for four years?"

But the stares and the gawking that I've been receiving tonight creeps my skin out, it makes me uneasy and the urge to vomit overwhelmed my senses. “Are you okay? You look like you just swallowed a watermelon” Jack placed reassuring hands on my shoulder, I jumped a little. “What!? Watermelon? Have you seen people swallowing a watermelon? That sound weird” “Exactly, loosened up and whenever you think of puking, imagine me swallowing a watermelon” I laughed a little at the mental image he was providing me.