I am the monster that lives inside your stomach. I am the one that makes you miserable all the time. The one that stabs invisible knives into your stomach, causing extreme pain--or lights a match and sets your stomach on fire so you feel burning pain inside your stomach. I am the one that blocks your cardiac sphincter (stomach opening) so that you cannot eat. I'm the one that makes you intensely nauseous. I am the one that squeezes your stomach so that you violently and painfully throw up every last morsel of food on your stomach. I am the one that leaves you gasping for breath after your fit of vomiting. I am the one responsible for the tears that have escaped from your eyes because I made you violently retch. I am the one that leaves you wanting to rip out your stomach. My dear, you might think I disappear, but I never leave you. *Evil laugh* I am always lurking inside you, ready to make you feel like your insides are being ripped apart, when you least expect it. My name is the Puke Monster.
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