Now, I usually don't tell short...stories...like this, but I found this to be one of those days where you just want to curl up into a ball and sit there for months. Apologies if you're below the age of 11.

Yesterday, I had cramps. Like, really, really intense cramps. So I decided, 'Hey, maybe if I sleep It'll help me ignore my cramps.' So I crawled into bed, and then I woke up around 6:32 AM. My face and body was sticky, as well as the bed. Naturally, I thought it was sweat. Because I sweat a lot, even if I'm cold. I had a dry towel next to my bed, so I simply wiped my face with it and tried to go back to bed. Eventually I had to get up because I couldn't sleep, and when I turned on my light, there were enormous puddles of blood smeared around on my bed. HUGE. PUDDLES. Seriously, there was blood smeared EVERYWHERE in my bed. It was even on the sides of my bed. At first I thought I had seriously cut myself when I was sleeping, but then I realized it was my period. Unfortunately for me, I didn't realize my mom was by my door. So when I stepped out, she was staring at me with shock. I was confused, and she told me to go look in the mirror. And when I did, I had blood all over my face. Very dark blood.

When I was sleeping, I must've moved around and smeared my blood everywhere, and possibly wiped my bloodied hands across my face when I was asleep. Not only my face was incredibly bloodied, but my white pajamas were dyed by it too. It looked like I murdered someone. And of course, I even got blood on the floor. Fantastic. I won't say anymore, because I'm afraid I'll gross you out more. Man, isn't Christmas great?