Kimichii

This is a gross experience that happened to me earlier at my carpool. And this is ULTIMATELY gross…!

While I was singing, ‘99 bottles of beer in the wall’, my 4th grade carpoolmate drooled over the bottle of water which my fellow sixth grader had.

He yelled, "Ah! Akin na ‘yan ba! Uhaw na ako! (Give me that! I’m thirsty!)"

My fellow sixth grader, (let’s call her) Jan, laughed at him menacingly and shook her head no. He groaned.

A few streets later, my other carpoolmates noticed him drooling. (Unluckily for me, I was sitting right NEXT to him!) I gasped and started to scream and eventually stopped when I felt that it was already tiring.

Others continued to scream though. "AH! DAMAKA MO OY! (EW! FREAK!)" everyone screamed. I didn’t mind everything until…

BLECK! … Someone threw up.

"AH!" someone screamed. We all looked and saw it. A gross substance of food.

Now, I had this experience before, wherein my carpool was thrashed by ’suka’ or the substance that somebody throws up. (I don’t know what it’s called.) But never actually thought that it would happen again.

When that kid threw up (let’s call her Car), her seatmate, which was Jan, also threw up at the sight.

Everyone was now wild of the happenings, including me.

Everyone started to grab their bags. And when I saw this, I did the same. As I opened my bag, I saw 2 bottles of perfume. I quickly opened one with spray and started to spray around.

… Unfortunately, I was too dumb to understand that it made things worse…

Car threw up once more and so did Jan. I really didn’t want to see what happened. I kept covering my mouth and cried (the smell makes anyone’s eyes cry!).

I was backing up from the seat until I stopped when someone was behind me. (Let’s call him Pink (he’s a boy!)) It was Pink. I really hated Pink earlier. And I didn’t want to be near him. But - was there a choice?

I stayed there and yelled, "AW! Sobra na ito! Ayaw ko na! (Aw! This is too much! I don’t want this anymore!)" When suddenly, my hanky fell.

"Eh?" my eyes widened as it followed its path. I saw that it was slowly heading to the puke (eureka! I found the word! PUKE!). When it landed, "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

My eyes wept even more and the others continued to laugh and cover their mouths. And still, Car and Jan continued to puke. (gross.)

When we crossed a bump, THUMP! … M-My bag fell!

"P-PINK!" I shouted. He was the one that held my bag. He was TO BLAME! He looked at me with fear and I looked at him with tears and anger. "PICK IT UP!"

He did so, with careful hands. But when I saw that it landed on the puke, I shouted, "Bayaan mo na lang muna! Eww! (Just leave it there! Eww!)"

So, that went on until I arrived home.

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