I woke up this morning relaxed. Nothing is happening...
I was thinking about how my day would turn out.

I got out of bed eventually. I was walking to the 
bathroom, and when i opened the door and went in I felt 
something cold and moist between my legs.

i looked down and there was a small pool of blood. I hate 
it when that happens. So i went to my bedroom again and 
stood in front of the closet to find some clean pants. 

I could feel the blood running down my legs to my thies, 
almost reaching my knees. I was startled for a moment 
there, because honestly this never happened to me before. 
Not this much anyway...

I closed my legs together so that my pants would absorbe 
the blood and not let it run any further.

I couldn't find a comfortable pare of pants. When I looked 
down to see the blood again, it got worse. Much worse.

Big red spots of blood were on the floor beneath me. 
Soking, my pants couldn't obsorbe anymore. I paniced. I 
took any pare of pants that was in my sight, i grabbed a 
pare short jeans. And ran to the bathroom as fast as I 
could with out dropping more blood.

I turned on the hot water, and crossing my legs I called 
my mom from behind the bathroom door. I wanted her to 
clean up the blood for me so my little sister won't see. I 
know my mother already explained everything to her but we 
share a room together and I don't want her freaked out by 
the blood in front of the closet. 

My mom cleaned the blood in my room, so I had nothing to 
worry about exept the bathroom. 

I took off my clothes and put them aside to clean them up 
later. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to take off my 
cross. I got into the shower and the first thing I did was 
wash the blood off my legs.

I have never seen so much blood in my life. not even in 
the movies.

I stood there motionless and frightened, watching the 
bright red of the blood wash away with the water on the 
white stone of our jacuzzi...